<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">N<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">AME</span>:</span> Jake Crow<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">R<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">OLE IN <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">S</span>CHOOL</span>:</span> Student<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">T<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">IME OF <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">D</span>AY</span>:</span> Noon<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">L<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">OCATION</span>:</span> Cafeteria<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">T<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">AGGING</span>:</span> Jessica Reynolds, Penelope Archer<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">When Jessica folded her arms, a slight smile crossed Jake's mouth, but when she rolled her eyes and told him to sit, his mouth dropped open a bit, another slightly stupified look on his face. "Uhhh...okay..." He was <span class="bbc_u">not</span> expecting this.<br/>Sitting down, he noticed the girl splattered with paint sitting there as well. He gave her an amicable, "Hi," with a meager grimace. Then, lifting a finger to indicate on his own face where she had some paint spattered on hers, pointing out the obvious, he added, "You got a little..." before thinking better of it and just smiled and said, "You know what...? Nevermind."<br/>He turned his attention back to the apparently <em>very</em> serious Jessica, and, shoving a spoonful of potato salad in his mouth, asked, "Sho wut'sh thith abut?" Realizing what he'd just done, he chewed a few times, swallowed big, then turned to her again as though for the first time. "So what's this about?"</span></span></span></span>