Jess knew what everyone said about him behind his back, that his parents and teachers and especially Luke think that he’s a good kid deep down. He always liked to disagree, and for the most part, he could convince a lot of people.

But he couldn’t convince you. He wasn’t sure what it was about you, but Jess did find himself wishing he could be better.. good even, just for you. The tough exterior was still put up around you, at least he tried to put it up, but he always found himself cracking a bit.

You could tell him to do anything, he’d do it- no questions asked. You were so good, so pretty, everything he wasn’t used to and Jess hated thinking that good influences really did exist, but he’d be lying if he said you didn’t change him.

You were asked to stay in the diner with him when Luke was away, just to make sure things didn’t completely crumble under Jess’s supervision- not that you minded, you liked being there anyways. The issue is that you bossed him around, and embarrassingly, Jess found himself listening.

“Okay, okay.. I know, the customer’s always right- whatever.” He couldn’t help liking how you smiled when you were pleased with him. Since when did he care what people thought of him? “Y’know.. for someone who doesn’t even work here, you sure do act like it.”

Jess wanted to be good for you, as embarrassing as it is to admit. In any scenario, even now as you bossed him around from a stool at the counter while he did everything; all Jess found himself wanting was to do as he was told.