Thankfully, Jacob managed to retrieve his pill and swallow it without incident. It normally wasn't a big deal to take the damn thing; he ate alone the majority of the time. It was quicker and easier for him, though that wasn't the reason why. The reason was because he had literally one actual friend in this place. By luck, he had a few friendly acquaintances, but nobody he'd normally associate with beyond what was appropriate or required. He didn't dislike those people, oh no, he just...didn't try. Why get attached when he was going to vanish in less than a year anyway, right? He'd already gotten the whole "losing your closest friends in an emotional wreck" stage of high school...he just did it a full year earlier than most people did. 

For some reason, Jacob started laughing at the thought. He was pretty lonely, but...why was that funny? Whatever, the steak was good. Steak...mmmm, steak is always good. Unless you burn it. 

Jacob's laughter continued when he saw the next victim of the dunk tank: Eliza Herring. Wow. That...was unexpected. Not how she looked- Eliza was like most of the girls in this school- a decent looker. Nah, what surprised him was that she was actually subjecting herself to the torment of the dunk tank. The fool. What he saw next was...well, it wasn't surprising. Eliza and Max, flirting even more openly and obviously than the teachers had (Somehow that feat had proven itself possible) while everybody watched. Shit, if he were a raunchy poet, he could think of a dozen lines already about how Eliza was getting...[i]soaked[/i]...

But he wasn't a poet, and he honestly didn't particularly care for what his moral opposites did with themselves. Shrugging as he turned back to his steak, Jacob consumed the slab of meat with renewed vigor, not even realizing that his towel had fallen off and revealed his scar-ridden back to the world. He was feeling way too damn good to notice...as odd as that was. It was hot as hell, nothing particularly good had happened, and he was pretty bored. But at the same time, he couldn't help but keep a goofy-ass smile plastered on his face while he ate. Weeeiiirrrd.