Take a Look At Yourself

California, the place of the perfect weather. It didn't even feel like it was the end of November. It was also crazy stupid that my parents had insisted that I come home for Thanksgiving when I would be back in about three weeks anyway for Christmas. But who was I to tell my parents what to do? They paid for my tuition, and they made sure I remembered that.

Knocking on the door, I entered my parent's house. We had lived in the same place for several years, decades really. I think my parents had bought it shortly after I had been born. This would always be my home, even if it could sometimes be hard to be back. Whenever I was home, it was one major guilt trip.

"Matt!" My mother ran to me and kissed both my cheeks. "It's so good to see you, son." She guided me into the dining room where a marvelous dinner was already set. My parents were always about being on time; I had to give them that.

"It's good to see you, Mom. Who all is coming to the dinner?" I stared at the eight seats available. Obviously, four of the chairs were for my family.

"Oh, Matt! Did we forget to tell you?" That was the way they always handled it when they did forget to tell me something. It was like that time Dad forgot to tell me about my SAT scores. It was just a massive argument because he lied to me about telling me. That was the way the Sanders family worked.

"No, Mom, you didn't." Holding back a sigh, I folded my arms across my chest.

"Amy's boyfriend and his family are coming. We thought we told you."
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Amy's boyfriend was an annoying football players from UCLA. He was perhaps the exact stereotype of what a football player would look like. And to top it off his name was Chad. I didn't like him, and I sure as hell didn't like his parents.

They were visiting Chad from Dallas, and they were pretentious as fuck. His father was some rich lawyer attached to some big name company. His mother was the assistant for one of the biggest fashion designers of the world. They were snobbish. I was the only one that seemed bothered by it though. My sister was completely smitten.

"So, Matt, we heard you play ball as well?" Chad's mother pointed her fork at me.

I arched an eyebrow and shoved some mashed potatoes in my mouth. "Yeah, I play for the University of Tennessee."

His parents exchanged a look and then his father said, "Oh, so I'm sure you've heard of Carmen Harrison then?"

Chad snorted. "I'm sure he did! Come on, that girl is making a mockery out of the entire name of the game."

"Chad, please. We all know Carmen." His mother sent him a look.

My ears perked up at that. Chad's family knew Carmen? How could that be possible? No one really knew Carmen, not even her best friend, Heather. It was kind of strange for me to meet someone this far away that knew a girl I was crushing on.

"How... how do you know Harrison?"

"Her father is my partner."

Notes

Okay, I know it's short, but I just needed to get something out there! I have had a crazy busy week. I will do my best to hop back on my stories!!