<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> School Entrance<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">T<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">AGGING</span>:</span> (n/a)<br/><br/>Jake slipped out of the cab, looked up at the impressive walls of the school and stretched a little. He was still a little stiff from the plane ride. He drew a deep breath of the air which was interrupted by the cab driver requesting payment. He paid the driver, put his earbuds back in, grabbed his single oversized duffle-bag, and slowly began making his way toward the school entrance.<br/><br/>Once inside, he began taking notice of all the other students going about their separate ways. The smell of food told him lunch was being served somewhere. That was a welcome surprise he hadn't considered.<br/>He kept his head down, not really making eye contact with anyone, and immediately headed up to the second floor, assuming his room would be somewhere upstairs.<br/>Eventually finding it, he opened the door and stood in front of it, looking inside. It was clean, simple, and exactly what he needed. Not wanting to miss out on nourishment, he unloaded the duffle-bag onto the crisp bed, adjusted his hoody, and made his way back downstairs.<br/><br/>It was easy enough finding the café; just follow the scent of food and the sound of people. He looked around, got in line, and grabbed whatever looked like it might be even remotely organic. Once he had his food, he put an apple in his mouth, holding it with his teeth, turned, and glanced around the room. Spotting a relatively empty section at the opposite side of the room, he made his way there.<br/><br/>He spotted who he recognized as the Dean, Aaron Shaw, enter the cafe, and make his way around the room, greeting faculty and students alike as he went. "`Seems friendly enough," Jake thought to himself, and continued his meal.</span></span>