You know Jake from school. There he's never said a word to you unless he had to. Whether it's his friends or yours, neither of you talk. At public school that is.

Sitting in your room, you type in your computer, music blaring the headphones you wear. Its only until you feel the wall move do you look up.

Jake Murray is stuck in your window from trying to sneak in.

"Shit Murray!" you huff and get up, going to help him.

"Thought you said your dad doesn't allow boys in your room." he smiles.

After helping him out he sits on your bed, taking off his shoes.

"Saw you freaking out in class earlier, you doin better?" He asks "Or just stressing too much about your grades, per usual?"