"Then you got a girlfriend and the menfolk all high five you? I reckon that's it, ain't it?" That and Edward was very handsome but he figured that played a role - the sooner a guy scored, the more acceptable he was. Jonathan knew he would never be acceptable in that sense. Dating... ugh. He couldn't imagine anything worse. Jonathan looked down the fire escape and then nodded, approaching slowly and then just hopping down. He was glad he wore his sturdy boots today, they'd come in handy.

"You play the game and you can probably live a good life, that's what you wanna do. Play to the crowd, make lots of friends, get out of high school alive."

Jonathan pulled out his cigarettes and then raised an eyebrow when Edward followed him down. "You loving my company that much, son?"