jay, was a graffitti artist and skater boy known for being the epitome of trouble. you were quite the opposite. a rich, pretty girl with good style. despite your differences, you guys were best friends. hell, the tag he used for graffitti had both of you guys' initials in it.

"oi, hand me the green."

jay gestured to the green spray can at your feet. you were confronting him about his actions, but he couldn't care less.