NAME:  Karen Schmidt<br/>ROLE IN SCHOOL:  English Teacher<br/>TIME OF DAY:  Evening<br/>LOCATION:  Infirmary<br/>TAGGING:  Jake Crow and Jessica Reynolds<br/><br/>Looking at the way Jake held out his hand to calm her, Karen flushed a deep crimson hue.  She was supposed to be confident around her students, darn it!  She hated when they saw this side of her.  "It's alright," she said quietly, after hearing his credentials toward administering the medicine.  She watched him take the bag and moved, trying to stay out of the way, but curious as well as she watched how he prepared and went about starting the drip.  When it was set up and the bag was hung, she watched the drip of the liquid for a long moment before turning to Jake.  "So, what has you upset?" she asked quietly.  She would've had to been completely inept not to have noticed the teen was distraught over something.  Perhaps it was just one of those teenage mood swings, but...she was more than willing to listen to whatever his problems were.  That was pretty much part of her job description.  Not as a teacher, but as a fellow human being.