"So this place is more like your center of gravity." Jamie nodded. "I can appreciate that. When I was about your age I was all over the place. Always had one particular spot I knew I could be, though, without trouble. It's a good thing to have. Especially for social deviants such as ourselves." He grinned, only half kidding. "That, and it's nice to know people want you around."
Even though it was being microwaved, the smell of the lasagna made Jamie's mouth water. This was not a place that went to the grocery store and bought a frozen family size. This was a place where things were made by hand, and it had been more years than Jamie cared to think since he'd had anything homemade.
"College wasn't for me, either. In fact, school wasn't for me in general. Wasn't till three six years ago that I even got my G.E.D." This was not said with any amount of pride. Jamie knew his life had been screwed up. His fault lie in that he never took any accountability for his part in it. "I'm thinking if I get to stay here for awhile I might take one of those online classes. I always liked to write, seemed like I could express myself better than actually talking. Half the time I end up sounding like an ass, but I think my writing's okay."