<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> Infirmary<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">T<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">AGGING</span>:</span> Karen Schmidt, Jessica Reynolds<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br/>Jake was shaken from his reverie and his face dropped when Miss Schmidt teased him. “I didn’t— Aw, that’s messed up, Miss Schmidt…”<br/>He looked back to the bed, and still not feeling comfortable examining the girl (regardless of how “cute” she was…) he went over and sat down next to Miss Schmidt.<br/></span></span><br/></span></span>