Jeff realized he was quickly losing his opportunity, and he needed it, if for no other reason than to prove that he didn't want to sleep with Nick. He swallowed hard before nodding. "Fine... I'll... I'll get rid of my V-card before you and I do anything. Just... I guess I'll let you know when it's done." This was fucking crazy, and it wasn't Jeff's way. He'd always thought when he had sex, he wanted it to mean something. That resolve had only been strengthened when he saw how Nick had felt after his drunken sex with the random chick at the party. But in a way, it would mean something. If he slept with a girl, it would help him to discover who he really was... right? He picked up his book bag. "I gotta get to class, but I'll see you later, okay?"