"Hey, the big game is coming up soon and I can't have you spacing off during the half-time show.  Get a grip!  I asked if you had time to tutor Amalia Graves this afternoon."<br/><br/>Suddenly, Jason knew who the man was.<strong>"Sorry Mr. Mayer, I...nevermind. It won't happen again. "</strong>Jason said, not entirely sure as to why he couldn't remember anything.<em>"What the hell was that?"</em>He thought. It was very...weird. And then Mr. Mayer reminded him of Amalia.<br/><br/>Amalia Graves.<br/><br/>As soon as he heard her name, he knew that his band director wanted Jason to give her lessons. Jason quietly let out a sigh of frustration because of how hard it was to work with Amalia. To begin with, she played clarinet. Being a trumpet player, Jason never understood why Mayer insisted on him giving her lessons. On top of being a woodwind player, she was also incredibly dimwitted. She was always to focused on gossip and Jason had basically tagged her down as a drawback to the band.<br/><br/>Jason despised the thought of trying to teach her but, he normally didn't say anything.<br/><br/>Jason was about to agree to tutor when he noticed Mr. Mayer saying he had some work to do before walking off . Had Jason missed something he'd said? A laugh came from behind Jason, sending chills up and down his back. It startled him quite a bit actually. A familiar face came into view as he took his seat in front of Jason.<br/><br/>"I thought he'd never leave." Billy Weird said, smirking the whole time.<br/><br/>Jason sat in his chair, still frozen from fear but managing to raise an eyebrow in curiosity. Jason had often heard rumors of what made Billy...Billy, but he wasn't sure if they were true or if he believed them. However, there was something off about him. Jason tried to look him in the eye, but found it extremely difficult.<br/><br/><strong>"Can I help you Billy?"</strong>Jason finally managed to ask.