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Jack rolled his eyes as he walked past two students, keying on their conversation with little interest. He thought it would be more interesting, seeing as the Japanese girl was the hidden bitch type, through and through. His bullshit detector had leveled up a lot after all the observing he and his dad had to do, and he's pretty sure he can sense when crap was being spewed. But whatever, the Jap girl wasn't anyone to worry about. He was currently more interested in the teachers, especially after witnessing all that shit earlier.

See, Jack had been reluctant to join in the picnic, but his dad raised a good point about everyone being unguarded on events like these. So he went, and like his dad said, unguarded they were. He'd arrived in the weird ass picnic just in time to see the veep and the principal drying off each other, looking inappropriately horny all the while. After the veep got dunked in the tank, Jack had noticed how quickly the two convened and scurried off somewhere, probably to flirt up a storm and maybe even get a quickie in. The other two male teachers, the giant one drinking beer and the one that was probably a psycho psychologist or whatever, weren't any better. Jack had been covertly weaving his way around the park, picking up on possible useful information to relay to his dad, when he overheard those two talking about hard-ons and fuck buddies. He rolled his eyes. Seeing students all handsy and horny was normal, but teachers? It was a little surreal to watch, because he hadn't been in school for two years and the teachers he remembered were old farts who droned on and on about anything and everything. Here, everyone seemed young and actually pretty good-looking. But whatever, he was digressing. If anything, it was probably good for him that the teachers here were brazen like this. It meant the possibility of a scandal was higher than normal. Knowing that there was a lot of Kinsey sixes was potentially helpful, as well. He'd have to tweak some of the approaches he had up his sleeve.

Jack watched as more and more people gathered around the dunk tank. After the teachers, the students started lining up to get dunked. That Herring girl was particularly popular, and she was probably the reason everyone started crowding around the tank. Even he wouldn't have minded watching her get soaked, but he wasn't interested enough to actually bother moving through the crowd. There were others playing with water guns or just chatting in small groups, but Jack walked past all of them and found himself an unoccupied spot under a tree that overlooked most of the park. From there, he could see everything that was going on without having to actually be around them. He could only stomach so many pretentious heirlings at once. 

Grabbing his phone from his pocket, he began sending a second batch of his observations to his dad. [i]-Three Hawthornes, dad. I thought there were only two, but I spotted another one.[/i] His eyes trailed over the tables were all the food were, remembering the batch of pot brownies that was among them. He'd had his fair share to know it was one after a few bites. He counted a handful who'd already taken a bite, so he was just waiting to see what happens when it kicks in. [i]-Someone's got access to drugs, so I'm gonna follow up on that. Probably an easy way to shake Caelbury up.[/i] 

Jack continued to scan the park idly, his sharp blue eyes already used to picking up only interesting activity. The teachers stopped trying to get into each other's pants, and the students were thoroughly enjoying getting each other wet. Everything seemed normal. He was about to head back to his room, convinced that things have calmed down to the point that nothing interesting would happen anymore, but then he saw him. Over there, just to the side of psycho psychologist and giant theater man, hanging out with two other teachers. Jack zeroed in on him almost instantly, and his hands automatically and deftly typed in his thoughts on his phone, knowing full well his dad needed to hear about this.

[i]-what. the. fuck. Pierce is here.[/i]