Jordan made himself comfortable, listening to the girl with an easy smile. She was cute and seemed like a genuinely nice girl. He liked that. He didn't get to meet many girls like her. Nowadays, the girls who talked to him were either slutty, drunk, or completely bitches. But this girl was different. Clean, innocent, and polite.

"I always find it a relaxing thing to do something for others, regardless of the fact that this is the side of town I've always lived in," he explained. "So, it's no problem, really." He shrugged, taking off is leather jacket to reveal his dark-wash red tee shirt. "No, not really. But you have to pretty much keep her mind open to those who speak to you. Not everyone who looks bad is bad," he assured her.

"Don't let that bother you. Here in town, if it's not visibly yours, then you don't touch." And it was the truth. Maybe he hated that in some aspects, but in others it was the rightful thing. But someone should have at least helped her with her books. That angered him. Then again, he was glad he showed up when he had. Meko hadn't a guy around her to show those on-coming men that she wasn't there's to touch or mess with.