The good news about Jeff having a job was that he and Adam now had a source of income. The bad news was, Jeff did not enjoy it the least little bit, which made it hard to get through each of his shifts. They pretty much had him do anything but make the pizzas themselves. Busing the tables, taking orders, cleaning, making deliveries-that was all him. Honestly, it really wasn't that bad. Victoria, the woman that ran it, seemed to like him so that was good. Her boyfriend (well Jeff thought he was her boyfriend…he couldn't quite tell what the hell was going on between those two) Steven Richards was goofy as hell but he didn't actually bother Jeff so it was alright. Torrie Wilson, Madison Rayne and Kenny Dykstra were the only other people he saw working there on a regular basis and he avoided Madison and Kenny as much as he possibly could. She was a bitch and he was a total jackass. So he stuck with Torrie when he could, even though they didn't exchange much more than polite conversation. At first she had been really friendly but then he mentioned Adam being his boyfriend and he could literally see her deflate before his eyes. He (rightly) guessed she had been developing a crush on him and finding out he was gay disappointed her. She was only sixteen so having a crush like that killed was the end of her world.

The exact reason he was so unhappy at the job eluded him. Sure it wasn't what he wanted to do really but it was money. Back in Cameron, he sometimes made money by doing landscaping work but he hadn't been able to find anything for that around here. This at least was a steady paycheck and he got free pizza out of the deal. But still he found himself dreading to go to work and beyond happy when he got to go home or he had a day off. He finally just concluded that it was just because it was work. Lots of people hated their jobs, even if they really weren't worth hating. It was just how the system worked.

"Come on Jeff! Please? Come on dude, don't be a twat-"

"A twat?" Jeff repeated as he gave Chris an irritated look. He was trying to clean off tables but it was hard to get anything done with Chris following him around like a begging puppy. "You seriously just called me a twat?"

"I told you not to be a twat. There's a difference."

Jeff rolled his eyes. He was going to smack the hell out of Chris when he got home later. "Look man, we've been over this a thousand times now. I can't just give you free pizza. That's not how it works."

"But you bring home free pizza all the time!"

"And it's for me because I work here. I just happen to be nice and let you and Jay have pieces. That doesn't mean I can actually give you a free pizza."

"You can send me home with your pizza then," Chris said quickly. "For safe keeping."

Jeff snorted at that. "Come on dude. How stupid do you really think I am? I'll never see the pizza again if I do that."

"Maybe not but you'll have the joy of feeding me."

Jeff had to stop and count to ten in his head so he could keep resisting the urge to smack Chris. "Forget it. Go bug Jay or something. I've got work to do."

"You suck. I'm telling Adam on you."

"Go ahead. He'll side with me anyway so it won't matter anyway."

Chris faltered as he realized that Jeff was right. "Fuck," he muttered. He ran a hand through his long blonde hair and shook his head unhappily. "Never mind. I'm telling Jay."

"Fine. Whatever makes you happy man." Jeff tried to go back to finishing up with the tables because Madison's calling in "sick" antics had pissed off Victoria and he wasn't looking to add fuel to the fire. Chris wasn't taking the hint to go away though. He sat down at the table Jeff was trying to clean and smacked his palms on the surface to get Jeff's attention back on him.

"Adam's got an interview today."

"He does? Why didn't he tell me?"

"I think he wanted to surprise you."

"Well why did you tell me then?"

"…Because I did?" Chris shrugged and leaned back a bit. "I don't even know what it's for. I just heard him and Jay talking about it a bit." He nodded a bit before switching topics. "Now get me my free pizza."

The look Jeff gave him was one of pure venom and Chris realized he had gone too far on his quest to be a pain in the ass. "I'm gonna go," he announced before getting up and leaving as fast as he could. Jeff muttered "finally" under his breath and Torrie, who had been watching them from over by the cash register, came over to investigate what had just gone on. "Who was that?"

Jeff shook his head. "Just a friend of my boyfriend's."

"Oh. Was he like, hitting on you or something?"

Jeff almost dropped the plates he was picking up to take to the back. "What? No. No no no. He just wanted to get free pizza out of me and didn't know how to take "no" for an answer."

"Oh." She looked somewhat embarrassed about being wrong about that and quickly changed the subject. "Are you working Friday night?"

"Not unless they ask me to come in," he replied. "What about you?"

She shook her head. "I asked for it off. My friend Stacy's having this party at her house since her parents are out of town. Pretty much everyone is invited. Even if you're not like in school with us or anything."

That was a hint that she wanted him to go and he internally cringed. Not only was it not as subtle as she thought it was but now he had to let her down without hurting her feelings. Or at least try to anyway. "I'm actually probably going to be doing something with Adam that night. But thanks so." He headed to the back with the dishes he was holding, not even taking a look at the disappointed expression he knew was on her face. She was nice and everything but not only did he have no desire to go to a party where he knew pretty much nobody else, but he didn't want to encourage her. She still seemed to have her crush on him and he was being as careful as he could to make sure that died once and for all. She would be much better off for it.

"Jeff!" Victoria suddenly yelling his name startled him out of his thoughts and he dropped the plates in surprise. He winced as they crashed to the floor and he winced even more when he heard Victoria groan loudly.

"Jeff-"

"Sorry," he said quickly. "I'm sorry." He reached out for the broom and dust pan she was already grabbing. "I'll clean it up."

Victoria shook her head and waved him off. "I've got it. You have some deliveries to make."

"I thought Kenny was doing them today?"

"He was going to until he nearly wrecked the damn van. Now you're on delivery duty." She reached into her pocket and handed him the van keys. "Stevie's got the pizzas ready for you. Don't get in a wreck."

Jeff nodded and went to go find Stevie. Getting in a wreck was the last thing on his mind, especially when it was Victoria's van. If he ever did get in a wreck in it, he would run as far away as he possibly could. Getting charged with a hit and run would be better than facing an angry Victoria.

…

The interview Adam had that day didn't result in him getting a job, but the one a week and a half later did. It was at the video game store out at the mall. Chris and Jay of course started the campaign to get free video games but a good hard smack from Adam stopped that…for the most part. Adam himself didn't even get free shit. He got discounts though which was nice. And it was within walking distance of Black Widows Pizza so on his breaks he could go over and see Jeff. Jeff was keeping his job at the pizza place in case Adam lost his job again but he was working really hard on not doing that again. It helped that he actually liked this job. During the weekdays it really wasn't busy at all. He could kick back and read magazines until shit picked up. It was pretty damn sweet.

"You should totally start working there with me," Adam said one day as he and Jeff ate lunch together. They were both on their break and were up at Taco Bell. "We can sit around all day-" he stopped as Jeff snorted. "What?"

"You and I both know there's only one way us working together would end," Jeff said. "And that's with lots and lots of fucking."

"…True." Adam nodded and took a bite of his taco. He had to concede that point to Jeff.

"And I don't think the boss would like that."

"No. Unfortunately not. Damn prude." Adam pouted and Jeff smirked before leaning across the table and kissing him. Adam deepened the kiss and they made out for about a minute before Jeff broke the kiss and sat back down to go back to his food.

"Randy wants us all to go out to that new club that's opening Friday."

"Does he?"

"Mhm."

"Are we going?"

"If you want."

Jeff frowned, seeing an automatic problem with this plan. "I'm only eighteen, remember? I can't get into a club."

Adam grinned, already knowing the solution to that. "Randy says he knows the guy at the door. We should be able to get you without a problem."

Jeff nodded along to that. "Okay. Sounds good." He reached over and snagged a chip from Adam and dipped it in his cheese.

"Hey!"

"What?"

"You have your own."

"So? It tastes much better when it's yours." Jeff grinned at him cheekily before taking another chip and popping it into his mouth.

Adam's eyes narrowed. A smirk started to spread across his lips as he snatched Jeff's burrito and took a big bite of it.

"Hey!"

"What?"

"That's mine!"

"So? It tastes much better when it's yours." Adam's smirk got extra big at getting to use Jeff's own words against him.

"You're an ass."

"Yet you love me anyway."

"True…" Jeff acted like he was going to go back to eating his own food before snatching Adam's taco and running off with it.

"Hey!"

"Victory is mine!"

Adam rolled his eyes as Jeff literally ran out the door with it. "Oh you're gonna get it…"

…

On Friday night Randy picked up Jeff, Adam, Jay and Chris and took them to meet Ted and Cody at the club. They put Jeff in the middle of them and he did his best to look as inconspicuous as possible as Randy got them in. Thanks to Randy he now had his own fake I.D., which was sitting deep in his pocket. He was holding on to Adam's hand and his grip tightened as they went inside and the blaring music reached their ears. The place was already crowded though there weren't very many people out on the dance floor yet. Most of the people were hanging out by the bar. Jeff thought that was where they were going to go first but then Randy led them to a table over by the wall instead. "Who's going to get the drinks?" Cody asked.

"I'll go," Jay said. He grabbed Chris by the arm and started dragging him along. "You're coming with."

Chris loudly protested being dragged along but it was ignored by Jay and everyone else. Adam sat down first and Jeff quickly sat next to him. Cody and Ted sat down on Jeff's side while Randy sat on Adam's side, leaving the two spaces between him and Ted for Chris and Jay. "What do you guys think?" Randy asked.

Adam shrugged. "I don't know. We just got here." He leaned back in his chair a bit and looked around. "It looks like any other place we've ever been to."

Randy rolled his eyes at that. "What do you think Jeff?"

"I'm not really digging the music," Jeff admitted. "It just sounds like noise."

"It's great to dance to though," Ted said. "Like you can do this-" He started doing the Party Boy right at the table, ignoring the way Cody scooted away from him in embarrassment "all freaking night to this beat."

"But why would you want to?" Cody asked.

"Because it's better than whatever retarded dance moves you bust out when we go out."

"It is not."

"It is too."

"Is not!"

"Is too and you know it!"

They continued to bicker like that until Chris and Jay came back with the drinks. That thankfully shut them up. The drink of choice was tequila, which didn't exactly thrill Jeff. He thought it tasted like shit. Then again, pretty much all alcohol tasted like shit to him so what did it matter? He was drinking it just the same. By the time he got to the fifth shot, he was completely used to the taste and rapidly losing the ability to be able to keep track of what he was drinking. At one point the tequila bottle was replaced with a vodka one and he barely noticed. He just kept right on drinking and nobody was telling him to slow down. They were drinking even faster than he was. Adam especially was getting extra smashed and Jeff eventually got up and pulled him up to his feet. "Come on," he ordered, nearly falling over as he attempted to walk. "I want to dance."

Adam downed one last shot before getting up and following Jeff out to the dance floor. Jeff led them out to the middle and began moving his body, not even paying attention to the song or the beat. He was more focused on grinding his body against Adam's, which was something Adam was more than happy to respond to. The multicolored disco lights were shining down on them and people were starting to dance around them, having also been loosened up by alcohol.

Adam's hands started out on Jeff's hips but quickly slid up under the mesh shirt he was wearing. Jeff grinded his ass even more into Adam's crotch, reaching back with one hand to grab at Adam's hair. Adam's lips latched on to Jeff's neck, kissing and sucking on the skin. Their dancing was rapidly becoming more and more like foreplay. Jeff could feel Adam's hardness pressing against him and he turned himself around and wrapped his arms around Adam's neck. Neither one of them had to say a word. They just looked at each other for a moment before heading off the dance floor. They didn't know where the nearest bathroom was so they stumbled around for a little longer than they intended to. When they finally found it they walked in and headed to the nearest stall…to the soundtrack of women's screams.

"Oh fuck…" Jeff said as his entire face turned red.

Adam blinked and shook his head slowly. It was taking his drunk brain longer to process the mistake they had just made. "I think…I think we went the wrong way."

"Get OUT!" one of the women screamed at them. "Get out get out get OUT!"

They put their hands up in surrender and bailed out of there as fast as they could. They didn't even try to find the men's room. They just stumbled back to their now empty table and exchanged looks before busting up in laughter.