"Jack? What're you doin here?"

Davey was greeted with a sideways smile outside his window. He opened it and the boy climbed into his room from the fire escape.

"I wanted to see what you's up to," Jack said.

Davey looked around, incredulous. "It's nearly three in the morning!" This was insane. All David wanted to do was go to sleep.

"Oh yeah, sorry. Why was you still up, anyway? Can't sleep?" Jack asked.

Go ahead Davey, lie straight through your teeth. "Yeah, just got a lotta things on my mind is all."

"Oh yeah? Like what?" Jack poked.

Like how your eyes are gorgeous in the moonlight, or how my heart flutters every time you call me Davey, or how I know I can never be with you because you're leaving for Santa Fe and just all these things piled up on my shoulders makes it impossible to sleep.

"I dunno, Jackie, just things." David replied, not looking his friend in the eyes.

"Huh. So 'just things' has been keepin' you up till three?" Jack rose a brow and smirked. "Is it a girl?" After no response, Jack laughed at David. "It is a girl, ain't it? Ha ha, Davey, I'd say you is done screwed if she's keepin you this late."

Not a she, a him. You, Jack, it's you.