Jack and Zack, both college students, have been casually seeing each other, enjoying a no-strings-attached relationship. As they are long time family friends and both ended up going to UCLA. However, things take an unexpected turn when Zack, confesses his love for Jack. Panicked and realizing he doesn't reciprocate those feelings, Jack flees and Zack comes by his dorm room the next day. Jack decides to pretend he's dating his roommate, Alex, with whom he shares a dorm room. Jack convinces Alex to join the annual family vacation that both his and Zack's families attend every spring break. During the vacation, Jack and Alex, while pretending to be a couple, start to develop genuine feelings for each other. Meanwhile, Zack makes several attempts to win Jack over. As the vacation progresses- Jack struggles with the growing love for Alex and his desire to maintain his friendship with Zack. In the end, true feelings are revealed, and Jack discovers where his heart truly belongs.

I lean back on the arm chair scanning the party, warm beer in my left hand and lit cig in my right. I'm not even sure who's party this or how happy they would be with me smoking in the house but judging from the ashtray on the table I'm guessing it's okay. More hoping than guessing because I don't want to be forced to leave before I prove to Jack I do actually go party's. He always says I'm never at party's otherwise he would see me, I'm always at a party but I'm usually behind a locked door. I put out my cig in the ashtray and look over to the window where a intense game of beer pong was happening. When is Jack going to show up? That's the only reason I'm here in a arm chair and not locking lips with a cute guy or girl is Jack. "Hey roomie." I hear, I turn to look to the door and Jack was standing right next to me, "So you're here?" "I said I would be." I grin taking a sip from the red cup. "Just because you said you would do something don't mean you would actually do it." Jack sits on the arm next to me, "You're never at party's." "I'm always at party's." I correct, "It's just usually I'm getting laid about now." "Sure." Jack rolls his eyes. "You're just pissed you haven't got the blowjob I offered you." I say taking another sip so I didn't laugh at the look on Jacks face, "You can have it now if you want." "I'm not gay." He stutters. "Neither am I." I shrug, "I'm going to get laid speak to you later roomie." Completed 15.12.17

Our Street Corners Keep Secrets This is me asking for a brick to be thrown through my window,
 a message attached that reads, "Why can't you just wake up?" 
I am not a star, 
don't look up to me in hopes of finding something more. 
 That which is out of reach does not promise anyone a goddamn thing.
 Hope arises in possibility,
 but possibility is fragmented and selfish,
 so don't think for a second that I am safe ground to walk on. 
I will sink beneath the feet of a thousand traveling companions,
 and make ruin of any city's foundations,
 because concrete and steel can never tell a soul how it feels.
 Our street corners keep secrets, and our road signs only suggest,
 never deciding for us,
 never knowing if the destination to which they lead, 
is where we truly belong.
 Life's greatest tragedy is not that it will some day end,
 but that most of us just live to follow directions,
 and many times we end up totally lost. - Alexander William Gaskarth