“What’s going on, Jen?”She roused herself, looking confused. “What?”“You’ve been ... off, for several days now. You’ve got something h...avy weighing on you. Want to share? Maybe I can help.”I knew she shared a large apartment with two friends, the sweet Lindsey and the insufferable Jasmine. I’d met both when Jen brought them in for a tour of the station, even got them seats for the midday talk show. She was dead on in her assessments, Lindsey was inpressed by everything while Jasmine seemed. What exactly interests you about that? Jazz thought for several moments, Its a lot of things, its so complicated. Ive read a lot about.. that kind of relationship. It seems so intense, and even before I knew about it or what it was, it kind of felt right. Like in those old movies when the guy would take charge and sweep the girl off her feet and just kisses her. So you like for the guy to take charge and be dominant then huh? Max said resting his chin on top of Jazzs head. :Jazz grinned softly. I knew I only had one more year of math left, and then I would never have to determine the hypotenuse of an isosceles triangle again. Whatever the hell that was. When not listening to Mr. Kravin, my mind would drift good and far away from everything around me. I thought about why I didnt have any friends, and how come everyone around me got to be so happy. I thought about my mom, miserable at work. I didnt know if she was in fact miserable I had never seen her at work, so I just assumed. I also. Well, said Zayn, I never knew you went to the gym. I don’t, said Neil; I’m just blessed with a good shape. You lucky bastard, said Harry, I wish I was that shape naturally.It was even sexier for some reason that Neil was a Scotsman and was a very pasty white colour all over, not even a real tan where he wore his short-sleeved shirt. He slipped the shirt off his broad shoulders and fully revealed his torso. Nice, said Niall, seeing Neil in a different light for the first time. Neil was.