((OOC: Haha, this is what happens when I miss a day, you guys shoot ahead of where I thought you would be.  :P  No real problem - I was gonna start introducing the game mechanics by having you make rolls to make it out to the train station, to bullshit your parents or w/e.  But I can just as easily shift that to the next part.  In any case, I'm gonna focus on getting Jason caught up as quickly as possible, since things can't continue until he arrives.))<br/><br/>"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/>And then it all clicked into place.  The man was Nathan Mayer - Mr. Mayer - and he was Jason's band teacher.  Whom Jason had known for four years.  As his head spun with vertigo and he tried to cope with the fact that moment ago he hadn't been able to recognize one of the most important people in his life, the back of his mind registered what Mr. Mayer was asking.  Amalia Graves was a clarinet player, which would normally make Jason a poor choice to tutor her.  However, she had been in band for three semesters and still couldn't read music fluently; she made it this far by taking the time to memorize every song she was asked to play.<br/><br/>Jason had been tutoring her on and off and had come to the conclusion that the Sophomore was basically hopeless - she had some talent, but the parts of her brain that weren't empty fluff were focused on boys and what the popular girls were doing.<br/><br/>As this passed through his still-reeling mind, he noticed that Mr. Mayer was now looking behind him.  "Oh, hi William.  I didn't see you there.  Did you need something?"<br/><br/>From behind him Jason heard the familiar and creepy voice of Billy Weird.  "No, Nathan.  I'm just here to talk with Jason."<br/><br/>The band teacher frowned.  "It may be between classes right now, but it's still appropriate to address teachers by their last name, William."<br/><br/>"Sure, Nathan.  Look, would you excuse us?  Jason's going to be too busy tonight to tutor Amalia."<br/><br/>Mr. Mayer worked his mouth for a few moments.  "I really think... Shouldn't Jason be the one... er, yes, I do have some work to do in the music room.  I'll see you tomorrow, Jason."  Obviously unnerved by Billy's infamous stare, Mr. Mayer quickly excused himself.<br/><br/>Once he'd left, Billy chuckled unkindly.  "I thought he'd never leave."