<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> Hallways<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">T<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">AGGING</span>:</span> Jessica Reynolds, Samuel Ervin<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Something black sparked inside of Jake. Maybe it was the way she called him a terrible distraction. Maybe it was the way she pulled her hand away from his. Or maybe it was the way "Sam" was threatening her like Shaw had done to him earlier. Whatever it was, he found himself stepping between the two of them.<br/>He looked directly into Sam's eyes and said, "One: You don't threaten girls. Two: I'm glad to hear your `teachers license' got revoked. `Means I can stop pretending to treat you with respect. And three: You don't threaten girls." He continued to stare into Sam's eyes, making sure he was understood. "Now we're going to turn around, and walk away. I suggest you do the same if you know what's good for you."<br/>Jake felt the blackness surge inside him again and a `squiggle' of black flashed across his eyes.</span></span></span></span>