[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=9e0039]Jacob Blackwell[/color][/b][/h1]
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Okay. He got his phone back. All was good. He had not lost it like previously feared and everything else was ok. Marc was being just as bad as Tim though. For no reason whatsoever he began digging into Jacob. So much for knowing each other in high school. Before Jacob could really say anything back Marc went off. But that was nothing off his back. Marc had suddenly dropped heavily down Jacob's respect list. Though being honest with himself nobody from high school ranked high on that list. Riley was sinking lower and lower, her remark wound Jacob up, and the last thing he needed right now was winding up.

[color=9e0039]"And maybe music girl needs to learn how to sing and play instruments"[/color] Jacobs voice had anger simmering inside it. It was clear that both Marc and Riley had struck nerves. He would storm away to the other side of the gym, ignoring everyone else in the group as he did. He didn't want to be near them. Going into the corner pretty much he whipped out his phone and began to text his assistant in reply to her earlier message, as well as about working on records for the flights.