I messed up, Elena. [ he messed up. he blames skipping class and running off to the lake house on himself. he blames sleeing in after a long night of vampire drama and showing up to calculus late on himself. none of it is her fault, or jeremy's, even if rebekah had been right in saying that the only reason he wasn't passing was because he'd been so absorbed into that world that he had fallen behind on his actual life -- and unlike the rest of them, he couldn't just compel his teachers to overlook things. rebekah had offered to, but he'd refused. ] I missed a lot of classes and didn't turn in assignments, and-- I almost failed my senior year. I almost didn't graduate, but Rebekah helped me.
[ matt sits up straighter, holding out a hand to dismiss the obvious notion. ] Not by compelling anyone. She... helped me study for finals and get all the work I was missing done. Even sat in on Saturday school with me while I was making up hours. [ his hand falls back to his lap. ] I didn't really think much of it at the time, being that she kind of owed me for almost killing me, [ and actually killing elena ] but I guess I got a lot closer to her than I thought I did.