Nick watched Jesse leave, heading to the table to get himself a drink. He smiled , his eyes surveying the other from head to toe and pushed himself to stand, adjusting his cargos before he made his way over there.
Pausing next to the other, Nick reached over him to get a cup."You want a drink? - here, let me get that," he started and fetched Jesse something before he could protest. "Here," he presented it, and held the cup, waiting for Jesse's hand to brush over his before his smile grew. "I'm Nick," he started. God this guy was cute but two years younger than him. Myabe three. He had seen him in the journals, in school adn heard a lot abuot him but Mostly, Nick didn't reply inthe journals. He had his group of friends and that was all that mattered while he was here.
As an afterthoguht, Nick set his drink down and glanced over his shoulder at a bunch of kids humoring a dance in the corner. "Did you want to dance?" he asked. There were hyper kids everywhere, water splashing up from the pool and yet here was Nick, awkward and anti social next to some guy that he thought was pretty cute. The opportunity seemed right, if anything and he took Jesse's hand, pulling him towards the corner and leaving his drink in the process.