<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> Early Evening<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">L<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">OCATION</span>:</span> Library, Outside Basement Hallway<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">T<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">AGGING</span>:</span> Aaron Shaw, Karen Schmidt, Jessica Reynolds<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br/>At Mr. Shaw's approach, Jake stood up to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, sir. No, no trouble at all, sir. But can you believe this Miss Schmidt...?" He held up his the copy of Cold Sassy Tree. “She's already having me start-in on reading this book and the semester hasn't even started yet! You got yourself a real slave-driver in this one, Mr. Shaw, sir!"<br/>Then, getting up to leave, Jake added, "Welp, I better get started if I wanna catch-up on this book before tomorrow's class! It was a pleasure meeting you both!" He started out of the Library, but turned back on his way out, not breaking stride, to smile and wave at Miss Schmidt as if to say, "You're welcome!"<br/><br/>Upon exiting the Library, Jake put his headphones back on. Smiling at himself for the way he usurped his interaction with the Dean and English Instructor, he went back to wandering the halls for a bit.<br/>He found himself in some of the more remote locations of the school, which he appreciated, because they were quieter. He came upon something that should have struck him as odd, but didn't at first. It went something to the effect of: "Ah, that must be the mysterious basement Mr. Shaw referred to as off-limits. Oh, another student. Huh, she’s cute. ...Waitaminute." Then, before Jake realized that he had switched-off his internal monologue, he half-pointed to her and blurted out, "What're you doing at the basement?"<br/></span></span></span></span>