[center][h1][color=0072bc][b]Jason Kent[/b][/color][/h1][/center]
[hr][b][u]Location:[/u][/b] 
 Constance Billard Auditorium 
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] 
[Center]| Autumn Pruett via text[@spooner]
 Everett Wilcox[@AcerRo]via text||[hr][/center]

Jason looked at his book as he watched the people file into the school. It was funny how people would not see someone when they were not looking. It seemed that Jason still had his skill to keep hidden when he wanted to be. It was a skill he had learned after years of being his parent's publicity prop. It was easy to stay hidden when the crowd only saw you as the doting and perfect son. All you had to do was hide your height and hug the wall. Jason had hiding down to an art form. His book also helped with that. It was a book perfect for the lustful  Jay Kent. Jason had made this alternate personality a few years before hand. Jay Kent kept the real Jason from going crazy in this mad mad world around him. Acting like some idiot seemed to really help him. Course it made him a good deal of enemies but it helped to keep the real him safe. That was all that matter. [color=0072bc]"I have got to stop reading such sad books."[/color] He said to himself as his phone buzzed. He quickly put his book away before he looked at it. It was Autumn which brought a small smile to his face. He figured he owed her for the last time he stood her up to go punch Everett in the face. It was a amazing that he could say that and mean it. He loved his life sometimes.

[b]To: Autumn P.
From: Jason[/b]
[color=0072bc][b]It could be important. Or it could be nothing. However, I would love to go to lunch. I'm paying. My treat. You choose the place. I owe for the last time. I can go to the gym later.[/b][/color]

Jason stood up and started to walk towards the auditorium. He figured he could sit near the back and never be seen. He could see Everett and Jenny sitting together. That really did not affect him all that much. He could move on easily enough. He was not the type to hold grudges or anything. Then there was that song about something like this. Jason just could not remember the name. 

Before he could continue his personal rant, he got another text. This time it was from Everett. He looked at his phone and smirked at the name on the id line. [i]That Wilcox Boy[/i]. It was his parents delightful name for Everett. They usually said it in the same tone that one would say [i]That mildew stain[/i] or [i]That dying Plague rat[/i]. Jason believed it was some sort of anger towards the fact that their son was friends with someone who was not on [b]The List[/b]. That only meant that Jason was even better friends with him. He could not fully rebel against his parents since he promised his grandfather to follow their orders. Still Jason could try his best to break away from the [b]Plan[/b]. Any kind of rebellion would have to be a peaceful one. His parents still held onto his trust fund. So that meant playing nice for now. Soon he would be the one with all the power. He looked down at his phone and started to send the text.

[b]To: That Wilcox Boy (Everett) .
From: Jason[/b]
[color=0072bc][b]Of Course I will be there. My parents would have my head if I missed. Hmm... If my sources are to be believed then I think congratulations are in order, Wolf! Great job. See I told you would eventually get your reward. Also how about we meet at the gym later? I am going to lunch with Autumn but I am free after that.  [/b][/color]

Jason had his sources with different groups. He somehow had managed to get the information about Everett's team. Jay was just happy that Aiden was not going to get something like that. Jason loved to see when people he helped got their just rewards. So he stayed in the back of the the auditorium and watched the world unfold around him.