<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> Morning<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">L<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">OCATION</span>:</span> Physics Class<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">T<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">AGGING</span>:</span> Samuel Ervin, Rayven Hollows<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"Did Ervin just say that wasn't my fault!?!" Jake's eyes widened and frowned up at Prof. Ervin. "And who's `Miss Hollows'?!?" He half started to look, but couldn't concentrate on what was going on. His heart was racing...<br/><br/>And he wasn't expecting the pencil trick either. Normally, he most likely would have been, and it wouldn't have fazed him, but not after what just went on with his laptop. He jumped, startled a bit, which was a sensation he wasn't used to. He was sweating profusely...<br/><br/>...And then his eyes went wonky. He could feel them jitter and he knew it was happening. He snapped his left hand up to his eyes and began rubbing them. He immediately went through his relaxation techniques... Deep breaths...in through the nose, out through the mouth... He started to try tuning everything else out, focused inward, and tryied to quell the source of the black fire inside him...</span></span><br/><br/></span></span>