Me: Hey everyone! This is a story I ran by someone first before posting it. I don't own GX, but I do own this plot and my OCs. Enjoy!

Step, step, step. The thin piece of wood that he walked on still held sturdy. He had been walking for hours back and forth on it. The alley beneath him promised death if he fell and landed on its harsh surface. But not once did he fall.

He had come here day after day, just to walk. It cleared his head and filled it with a nice emptiness that he savored.

He looked once again out at the old buildings that were drowning in the sunset's light. His iPod played softly in his ears, and he took refuge in the noise.

"Jesse!" A voice broke the dam in his mind and once again filled it with burdening thoughts. He turned his iPod off, and turned to the window just below the wooden board.

"What Leslie?" He called back softly.

"Mom says to come in now," The girl, Leslie, replied, "dinner's on the table too if you want it."

Jesse Anderson nodded, and reluctantly left his sanctuary.

Inside the small apartment, Leslie Mackintosh and her mother sat down at the table and Jesse joined them.

"So Jesse," Mrs. Mackintosh began, "how was your day?"

"It was fine," Jesse answered. His godmother saw right through the lie but didn't press him.

When Jesse got back from DA, he and his parents went on vacation, as a welcome back present for their son. When they got back though, a month later, Jesse's parents were killed by a drunk driver in a car accident. It was a few months ago, but Jesse was still a little depressed about it. I mean, put yourself in his shoes. It is understandable for him to feel like that.

But still, Jesse was trying to suck it up and move on. Death was a part of life. He should get used to it.

And so, after his parents' funeral, his godparents took him in. The divorced after some time because Mr. Mackintosh was a jerk and his wife was better off without him.

Jesse graduated North Academy top of his class, and moved into the apartment with Leslie and her mother. Now, a year later, 18-year-old Jesse went to a public high school in his Junior year.

Dinner came to an end, and the three people took care of their dishes and Jesse and Leslie decided to sleep on the couch that night.

The apartment had a living room on the right, to the left of the door. It had a TV against the wall, and a long couch that ran along in front of the TV against the wall, and turned with the wall as well. then across from that to the right of the door there was a kitchen, and then a small bathroom by that. South of the kitchen were two bedrooms, a small one and a big one. A little ways from the small bedroom there was a window that Jesse took to get up onto the wooden board.

The board, known as Jesse's Board, stretched from the apartment building he lived in, and over to the roof of another across the way.

Jesse dressed in pjs first, then Leslie. They shared the smaller bedroom. When they first moved in, Mrs. Mackintosh insisted on taking the smaller bedroom, but Jesse and Leslie wouldn't have it, and took the small room anyway.

So Leslie turned the TV on, her and Jesse having completed their nightly routines (A/N: brushing their teeth and stuff like that) and dressed in pajamas.

"Good night kids," Mrs. Mackintosh yawned,

"Night," Jesse and Leslie replied together.

When they heard the door close, Jesse took the remote and flipped through the channels.

They ended up falling asleep watching some stupid movie.

The next morning found Jesse and Mrs. Mackintosh in the kitchen and Leslie still dead to the world. It was August, so neither her nor Jesse had school. But it was also a Monday, so Mrs. Mackintosh had work.

"I'll be back later Jess, make sure that Leslie is up by 9:00." With that said and a nod from Jesse, she left.

When the door shut, Jesse smirked and looked over to Leslie. He took her black iPod from the counter by the fridge, and turned it on. He put the headphones into Leslie's ears, and turned it up to max volume. He chose "Know Your Enemy" by Green Day. He could hear the guitar clearly.

Leslie's reaction was priceless.

She screamed and the headphones fell out. Jesse laughed and ran around the apartment as she chased him around, cussing like no tomorrow.

"YOUR MOM SAID TO GET YOU UP!!" Jesse called, "IT WAS THE ONLY WAY!"

This was true. Leslie could sleep through anything but something that was directly in her ears. Jesse didn't like to yell much in the morning, except when Leslie chased after him like this. So he blasted her iPod directly in her ears. Dangerous, but effective.

Finally, Leslie was too worn out, and sat down with Jesse at the table, panting,

"Geez! How are you so fit Jess?"

Jesse chuckled, "I jog down the street every day. Oh, and I'm going to soon. Maybe you should come with me today. You need more exercise."

Leslie stuck her tongue out at him, making the bluenette laugh harder. Leslie smiled too and drank a lot of orange juice.

"So," Leslie began after a little while, "What should we do today?"

Jesse sighed, "Well, you are going on that jog with me," Leslie groaned. "And…I don't know. Why don't you ever think of something to do?"

Leslie thought. Finally, she smiled, "We are going…."

"Oh no," Jesse squeaked, already knowing the activity she had chosen:

"SHOPPING!"

Jesse's head slammed onto the table, "Never mind, I'll think of what to do."

Leslie shook her head, "Too late!"

"Fine, but we are jogging first!"

"Aw man!"

Leslie was about to die. She and Jesse had been jogging for a while now.

"How *pant* do you *pant* do this every *pant pant* day?!" She managed. Jesse rolled his eyes.

Finally, the two got back to the apartment. Leslie collapsed against Jesse, sweating like a hog. Jesse chuckled, and helped her into the bathroom,

"Now you take a shower, then I will, and we can go," Jesse's voice went into a cheap imitation of hers, "Shoppinnnng!"

Leslie playfully smacked him in the arm and shut the door.

It was now 10:30 am, and Leslie and Jesse were at the mall.

"How much longer?" Jesse groaned. He didn't really like shopping. Leslie giggled,

"Jess, we just got here!"

Jesse sighed, "Ok, ok. Then where do you want to go?"

Leslie bit her lip.

"You have no idea do you?"

"I thought we would just walk around and see what we can find!"

Jesse smacked his hand to his face. Typical Leslie.

"Ok then," He finally agreed.

The two walked around for a little bit. Leslie finally said,

"Where did you get that shirt?"

Jesse was wearing a "I'm With Stupid" shirt and jeans with sneakers. He started chuckling to himself as the arrow pointed to Leslie, who saw this.

"JESSE!" She yelled. Jesse started to laugh,

"I-I'm s-sorry Leslie, b-but your m-mom got i-it for m-me! Blame h-her!"

Leslie gasped loudly. The two didn't care if they were getting stares from people.

But Jesse started to when a familiar voice suddenly called his name.

"Jesse?"

Jesse stopped laughing and Leslie looked at him confusedly. The bluenette turned around to see…..

Me: well that's all for now. I hope you liked it! Please review!