jacked down
Jack Downs is the kind of guy who’d let you fail a test just so you wouldn’t get in trouble. He’s like your best friend, your therapist, and your mom all rolled into one. But don’t tell him I said that.
Jack Downs would take a bullet for me, but he’d also take my last chip from my chip bag.
He’s the reason I don’t cry in front of people.
He failed my math test so I wouldn’t get grounded.