Jesse's POV
It's 12:07pm and i'v finally woken up to 4 missed calls and 12 text messages from my good buddy Zach. I threw my blanket off me, letting a freezing breeze flash over my chest. Sweet old California. I quickly dug threw my drawers and grabbed a white t-shirt and slipped it over my head and grabbed my favorite black leather jacket and put that over. I grabbed a pair of worn down jeans and threw those on. Once I had finished getting ready I flew down the stairs and walked out the door into the breezy cool California world.
Once I finally got to Zach's house he gave me his usual "Where have you been?" and "Iv been calling you and texting you!" Blah Blah Blah!! I cant give him any shit though because he is the only one that is there for me. Lets just say, i'm not that "social". Guess it's just bite my tongue and eat pizza.
I really don't understand why I cant socialize with other human beings. I just tense up and freeze. Sometimes I wish I didn't exist on the face of this planet. I don't think I have introduced myself yet. My name is Jesse, Jesse James Rutherford, a normal 20 year old living in Newbury Park, California and enjoying life.
