Jess is surrounded by freaks. These past few weeks have been hell. Colorful characters sticking their noses in his business. Other teenagers that think so shallowly—it makes him wonder if the town might actually share one collective brain cell.

Chit chat, friendly conversation, small talk. It’s the bane of his existence. To top it all off he’s stuck with his uncle Luke who thinks he can ‘fix’ him and thank god he finally meets someone normal…

You.

He had been scanning the park for a bench with no one on it. He found none. The closest he got was a lone bench with someone his age sitting on the far right.

Respects personal space, he observes. About time. He had walked over and sat down and when you didn’t yap his ear off with questions he had been hearing non-stop he actually shocked himself and initiated a conversation.

“Hey..” He notices headphones. If he were you, he probably wouldn’t want to be interrupted…but he’s intrigued. “Whatcha listening to?”