HAYDEN LOGAN REYNOLDS

SO UNIMPRESSED BUT SO IN AWE.
SUCH A SAINT BUT SUCH A WHORE.
SO SELF AWARE SO FULL OF SHIT.
SO INDECISIVE SO ADAMANT.

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welcome to 'bloomfield falls', my young friend. i am evan armstrong, dean of this school and the one person who can either make or break you. i am kidding of course; i suppose my humor might have gone unnoticed. it's your age, i don't blame you. still so innocent, aren't you? of course you’re not, i know your kind.

in order for us to determine whether you will fit in here or not i am going to ask you a few simple question. if you could just answer them as honestly as possible, that'd be great. before we begin go ahead and make yourself comfortable.
what the hell? don't you dare put your feet on my desk again, kiddo.


I AM CONTEMPLATING THINKING ABOUT THINKING.

so, it's just you and i in my little office. do you like it? i picked the curtains out myself. anyway, i am me and you are you but what exactly does that mean? why are you here?
"well, sir. to be honest, i have always been a good student. a's for the most part. but there are aspects of my life that my parents don't agree with. well, we don't agree on much to be honest, but that doesn't matter. i... fell in love with someone. a guy. but as it turns out he was not only straight but a complete prick. he let the school and most of the parents at the school know about me coming on to him. it wouldn't have been so bad if i hadn't been dating his sister. my mother was mortified. according to my parents, coming to bloomfield falls would be good for me. personally, i think it was because i embarrassed my mother and she was trying to hide the black sheep of the family. i mean, who cares about her son who was humiliated. what were her friends going to think? tsk tsk. *clears throat* okay. so, i may have a few parental issues."

nope, not impressed. not in the slightest. but the interview has only just started; don't worry.. there are only about 200 others wanting this spot as badly as you. if i called you by any other name, would that make you more comfortable?
"well, my first name is hayden. only my parents or people who don't know me well call me "hayden". and that is usually because i have done something stupid and got caught. please, call me logan."


it has a ring to it, i give you that. now that we are practically acquainted, tell me a little bit more about yourself. personal things you hoped i wouldn't ask.
"i was born on new years day, nineteen ninety-three. yeah, that's right. sixteen years ago my parents were cursed with another child. i was born in chicago and spent eight years there before we moved to washington, d.c. as i mentioned, i am gay. as hard as that is to admit. i have had that thrown back in my face. it's kind of a subject i try and avoid. i have to warn you though. i am not exactly what you would call an easy-going guy person. i am a high stress person. unfortunately for me."

wow i am still awake, i’m surprised, really. you talk a little bit like you've swallowed a stick or you've been screaming your lungs out at a concert, all night. speaking of that, what do you like to do when you don't study?
"wow. okay. first, i love acting. i've always been a good actor. it comes natural to me. i love it. i don't usually brag but i am a great actor. the theatre is the only place i can truly escape the harsh realities of my life. i don't do so well with shakespeare but it's a an acquired art form. yah? and coffee. seriously? how can anyone really start their day with out it? i'm not exactly a morning person and talking to me without caffeine in my system. r-r-r-r-really bad plan. i like to run. some say i run too much. i say i don't run enough. i run about two miles in the morning and another 3-5 at night. sometimes more depending on how bad my day went. the one sport i can actually play is soccer. it's a good workout and it's fun. um... my new motorcycle is definitely a plus. my parents just sent me money and told me to pick something. big mistake. it's my baby now. i love it.

it may make me a geek, but I love a good book. fiction. non-fiction. doesn't really matter. my favorites are actually the classics. how many people can say they have a hedgehog for a pet? that's right, i have a pet albino pygmy hedgehog named anubis. but don't worry, sir. he's harmless in that, eats cat food and watermelon kind of way. zombie movies. what can i say? they are my favorite. it's just a great genre. romero? shawn of the dead? resident evil? i could go on. oh! and die hard. i mean, detective john mclane? enough said. i think i'm done. sorry."

and you’re still alive? your parents must have some pretty good insurance or a nifty lawyer. now that you got my attention again, tell me about all the things you avoid in life.
"ugh. well, i would start by saying milk. i am allergic to lactose. not lactose intolerant mind you. i am definitely allergic to it. as strange as this may sound a bit odd with my liking of soccer and running but i hate dirt. i mean, really hate it. i take a lot of showers, let me tell you. i guess the smell of motor oil falls with that too? i may have a few ocd tendencies too. i can't stand clutter and my closet is actually color coordinated. i hate to lose. whether it's as simple as a part or a game. and ryan seacrest. the guy is gayer than i am... if that's possible. he should just admit it already. *coughs* sorry again."

now that i know a little bit more about your precious self, go on and humor me some more. what kind of person are you, really? you know.. like when no one is watching or in general; i am not picky.
"okay, so about me. well, i like to think i am a nice guy - a little too nice, i think. but it's better that way right? i mean, people tend to think of you as the nice guy rather than the stuck-up ass that you see every day.

i can show many sides of myself to many people. depending on where i meet you, how close you are to me, and what mood i'm in, i can be a pretty good guy, or a jackass you wish you’d never met. i consider myself a smart guy and can come off as over-confident. would you have guessed that? -chuckles-

i can be a closed off individual at times, holding back my emotions and thoughts. i don’t do it to hurt them, but i do it because i feel i should be able to bare it. usually when i get enough anger built up, i’ll go off on the stupidest little thing. i’ll blow it out of proportion and make you wonder what exactly i was mad about, but of course, it would take an electric screwdriver, pliers, and lots of duct tape for me to open up. Well, that or a sweet smile from someone i care about.

then there is the fact i am gay. yes, i said it and i know what you're thinking. "but he's dated a woman. blah blah..." i know. for years i tried to ignore it, tried to reason with the fact that i find brad more attractive than angelina. but there wasn't one other than the truth. i don't want people to know so i smile happily and play the good, quiet boy to avoid the questions and odd stares.

i don't like lying, but i'm very adept at it falling back on it whenever someone corners me about how he's feeling or the occasional question about my sexual preference, it has become like a reflex by this point. i have been known to hold grudges, very intensely and i don't like to let go of that anger. i am, however, not very good at hiding my emotions or my pain, which sometimes gets the better of me."

hmm, you sure as hell are not afraid to point out your flaws, are you? that could either mean you are smart and know not to piss me off by not answering my questions or you’re just plain dumb and don't even know that i am watching your every move. kidding, again. did you catch it this time? was it funny?
"of course i did. why wouldn't i? i mean... wow. *blushes* here i was talking up my acting skills and that was complete shit... *eyes widen* i mean, crap. what i meant was, no it wasn't funny. not to say you're not funny. i mean, i am sure you are but... dammit"

that was good! that was really good. i am starting to like you. but let's say i had never seen you before and needed to pick you out of a class full of pupils; how would i recognize you?
"oh, where to start? well, i consider myself just your average guy. but then again, i am a guy. nothing to special. i'm about five foot ten and a half, give or take a half an inch. all depends on who you ask, i guess. i would have to say that i am in fairly good shape. not too skinny, not too well built. i'm a runner and i love soccer so it helps keep me looking good. though, i would never play for the school teams. it's really not my thing.

now, ever since i can remember his mother tried to tame my unruly hair, while my dad thought it to be a male family trait. i didn't care either way, but over time i have learned to just ignore my hair completely. no matter how often i try to make it look neat... it does what it wants. it's a shade of deep brown and sometimes in the right light you can almost say it's black. it has it's own sense of style as i said and i swear it's still due to the slight curls... unfortunately. my eyes are a shade of deep cinnamon with a few golden flakes spread throughout.

when it comes to a personal style: i really don't have one; i am really extremely picky when it comes to clothing, and prefers to wear something comfortable. going on and off the stage and changing into different costumes will do that to you. but i like a good old pair of jeans, a graphic tee or one of those cool macy's woven shirts, and a good old pair of shoes. comfortable and a little more stylish, just to please my sister."


well, i can tell looks are not your strong point. but what is?
"i am a very determined guy. to get anywhere in life, you have to be determined, right? believe me, i can be determined to the point of stubbornness. i have always been a great actor both on and off the stage. i am a smart guy as i mentioned. i always do well, better than my dear sister. can you sense the sarcasm there? anyway. i liked to think i have a good sense of humor. it may be a bit... off sometimes but it's definitely there. and most of all, patience. over the years i have learned what the word patience means. it's been a long process."

blimey! you could have fooled me. let me make a not of that. hold on just one second, will you? okay, i am good. continue.
"i am very stubborn. in fact, my stubborn streak is wide. most people who know we more than five minutes can tell you that. and my selective memory. it happens, i can't help it. as i mentioned, i am slightly ocd. everything has it's place and out of it drives me insane. perhaps my biggest flaw... weakness, whatever you want it call it, is the fact that i don't like people worrying about me. growing up, my parents never showed much interest outside finding me a new school. i am used to that and i don't like knowing that others are concerned. it makes me feel bad and i hate it."

woah. interesting. does your family know about all that? you do have a family, don't you? or maybe a guardian or rich uncle who sent you here. siblings that you could do without?
"my family. wow. so, you don't miss anything in this interview do you? well, my parents, michael and holly reynolds. mom's a emergency trauma surgeon at providence hospital. my dad is a photographer for some magazine. they haven't really ever been involved in my life, if that makes sense. we don't agree on a lot of things. mostly me being gay. it's caused more than a few issues in our already pathetic relationship. and my sister. originally, i was supposed to be here by myself. that changed and i am pretty sure she had something to do with that. i mean, why else would she leave her friends behind? we have our rare moments where we play brother and sister but as i said, they are rare. it's not exactly a great relationship there either. she tends to side with my parents and i am sure she blames me for being a burden on my mother. wouldn't surprise me."

oops. sorry about that, i must have dozed off. i am sure you were great in.. what were we talking about? oh what the heck.. tell me how you got here, and don't say by car. i mean, tell me about your life.
"okay, i guess i should start by saying that my life is not as exciting as you may think. i was born sixteen years ago on new years day to michael and holly reynolds. i had a relatively normal childhood. my mom, the doctor, constantly being called away to the ER and dad was well, he's a photographer for some magazine. my sister and i managed to get along just fine. then again, we really didn't have a choice.

my love for acting and drama started with a play when i was eight. it was 'Beauty and the Beast'. strangely enough, i played the beast. i was good at it and i loved the part. from that moment, i knew my one true calling. my mom signed me up for some acting classes. at first it was a little unnerving but it was worth it in the end. and it's my love ever since.

anyway, we moved from chicago to washington, d.c. when i was ten. mom got a better job, better pay and all that good stuff. my sister slipped easily into the new home. while i, on the other hand, was the quiet kid that rarely talked to anyone. back then i was shy. can you believe that? it's sad but true.

i was about fourteen when i realized that there was something different about myself. slowly i began to realize that i wasn't exactly interested so much in women as the men. it was a shocking admission and to tell the truth, i still don't know how comfortable i am with it. the more i denied it, the more i realized how deep the feelings went. so, i hid it.

A year ago i started dating mia davenport. beautiful, popular... she was every guys dream, right? wrong. as time went on, i developed feelings for her brother, ben. the longer i spent the stronger those feelings were. until the day i acted on them, as i said before. ben was not only not interested, he was very much into girls. so, between him and his sister, my social life was over. not just at school. even my parents were disappointed, i knew that. neither of them have been to quiet about their opinions. my mom decided after weeks that it was too much to handle. a mark on her perfect little life. the hospital could careless about her personal life. but not her. so here i am."

ever considered writing a book? i think it would sell. we should talk about it some time later. anyway, yep, i think you'd fit in just fine. but where exactly do you think you'd belong?
"i think i am a creative guy. i may be a rich kid from d.c. but the truth is i never truly fit in with that crowd to be honest. And year? wow. um... i am not sure about the equivalent over here. i think it would be like fifth year maybe?"

once you tuition is paid and i set you free on campus what will you do? anything you are looking forward to?
"i want to jump right into drama. it's a passion of mine. i feel natural and at home on stage. it's the one place where i can have fun."

okay.. uhm.. maybe i made a mistake by accepting you, after all?
"you think so? no offense, sir. perhaps you just haven't looked at me hard enough to make a decision on who i really am, hmm?"

don't get so wound up, i was kidding. anyway, as fun as it was to talk to you and all that .. uhm.. i have places to go and people to see. we'll meet again, eh? i'll have my eyes on you.
"uh, thanks, sir. i think. i really don't cause that much trouble. honestly."

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