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"Forcing me into something?" Jaycen mused with an arched eyebrow and sly grin, "I don't think that's quite possible, Alli-Cat. But, you don't have to force me into anything; I'll gladly step up to the plate. Just lemme go grab my trunks."

It was by far not one of his better ideas. His figure, inside the front seat of his Ford F-150 trying to get undressed and redressed was like trying to get through the doggy door as a child and expecting not to run into any complications. The horn must have honked a thousand times—it was enough to leave a dull ringing in his ears. But, Jay somehow managed, finally able to slip out of the truck with everything intact and just a few shoe prints here and there. He wasn't the type to complain about making a mess of his car, but damn did he make a complete hazard in there. Ah well, it was fixable.

Jogging back to the party in a pair of swimming trunks and a towel over his shoulder, he gave Hayden a quick wave before passing Eliza to get to the dunk tank. Stripping off his shirt he gave a look around before simply tossing it aside and climbing up onto the board with the largest, goofiest smile he could muster. To a regular person, a dunk tank was just simple fun and a way to get cool on a hot summer's afternoon. To Jay, it was currently the best idea in the world and that was quite evident in the way he lightly bounced in place as he anticipated the sudden fall into the water. Of course, he didn't trust Alli to be able to hit that target 'cause he figured her accuracy wasn't typically the best. Sure, she could mop the floor with him in anything in regards to gymnastics, but Jay had the upper hand when it came to this. But, he'd hold his judgement for when she actually threw the ball. Last he remembered, she missed his hand entirely when throwing him a beer bottle a few nights ago—broken glass and beer would forever stain his perfect, white walls.

Jaycen grimaced at the thought.

"Hey, Alli-Cat!" he shouted through cupped hands, "Just remember, if no one dies, then you did good. Doesn't matter if I fell in or not, as long as you don't [i]kill[/i] anyone."

"Just for that, I'm going to kill someone. Mainly you Jaycen. You are so dead." Alli threw Jaycen a disgruntled look as she grabbed the balls in her hands. She couldn't deny it though, she probably would end up killing someone with her bad aim... There was a reason why the sports she played usually didn't involve throwing a ball. They tended to end up with some sort of casualty.

First try! Alli lined up her aim, and simply let the ball fly. Of course, the ball veered far to the right, nearly hitting Brenden in the head. However, Brenden grabbed the ball out of the air and tossed it back to her with an easy-going smirk.

"Congrats," he shouted again, with a grin, bounding up and down again in excitement, "Great way to welcome the new guy!"

Catching the ball in her hands--she can catch, okay?--Alli glared at Jayce. "Shut up." She hissed before trying again, this time sailing high over the target. Wow. This was embarrassing. And Jaycen looked extremely excited to be dunked, there was no way that Alli could betray his anticipation.

It was time to take a different approach. Abandoning the ball, Alli stalked over to the target, and slammed her first into it, effectively dunking Jaycen without the use of projectiles. The moment Jaycen fell into the water, Alli was leaning on the tank, her arm outstretched with her hand pressing down firmly upon his head as if she was trying to drown him by keeping him under.

"Wow. You really do suck!" Jaycen said in the minute amount of time he had before plummeting into the water with the largest smile.

The whole holding him under the water would have worked, had Jaycen not at least five times the strength Alli had. Planting his feet on the bottom, he simple stood and gave Alli a smug look, partially goading her to try again. Shaking his head, he turned and clambered out, nearly landing on his face in the process. At the sight of one vice principal, he immediately straightened and gave a dismissive cough and then a wave in his direction, only to wipe the sheepish look off completely and replace it with a very snide and knowing expression.

"Hey there, Hotshot," Jay drew out, holding out the towel he retrieved, "How 'bout you be a doll and dry me off?"

"Shove it," Hayden growled, shooting him an exasperated look as he turned his attention away from his phone.

"Aw, come on, Hot stuff," he joked, starting to dry himself off as he walked up to Hayden, "I guess I gotta be more than an all-star quarterback, eh? I always pegged you as having some kind of authority fetish."

"Did I not tell you to shut up?" Hayden gave a sigh as he rolled his eyes.

"I get it, I get it. Gotta be a stickler for the rules for all the kids, especially after you just got all cuddly with their principal."

"Oh my God, will you stop?"

"Hey, I just saw the end bit, but I'm sure you didn't hold out any, eh?"

"Stop being an ass, Jay. You aren't any better, you know it."

"Oh, ooooh, really? I at least buy my date dinner and a drink before I go dragging 'em off into the nearest corner for a quick fu—"

"Jay, this is a [i]school[/i] picnic."

"Don't be a hypocrite. You trying to sex up the new guy is much worse than me talking about it."

"I can't handle this. Can you go play with the dogs or something? I've got stuff to do."

Jay's immediately perked up at the mention of Hayden's dogs. How long had it been since he'd practically rolled around in their ball of fluff?

"You didn't tell me you brought your dog," he said in mild disbelief, quickly finishing dying up, "The hell, Hotshot?"

"You didn't ask. They're somewhere, I dunno, just don't kill yourself or them. I think Acacia brought some frisbees too," Hayden waved him off, settling back down on the nearest picnic table as his eyes wandered back over to where Brenden was.

In an instant, Jay was scouring through the campus with the disk in his hand and Cecelia's dog in tow after sneaking the teacher's dog from behind her whilst she flirted with the other literature teacher. He'd snatched a ton of hot dogs, stuffed 'em in his pocket before running off with the frisbee and dog. Hayden would get the hint that the picnic needed more delicious meats; at the moment, Jaycen was much too preoccupied with filling up his time with a bunch of slobbery canines.

"There ya' are," he mumbled, smiling brightly at the relaxing pair of bodies under the shade of a tree, not too far from an equally relaxed looking Jack Riley.

Offering his best smile, Jaycen gave the kid a wave and pointed at the two bodies directly behind him. "Don't mind if I have a little fun with your friends over there, eh?" he asked, giving a soft whistle to wake the dogs. Without waiting for a response, Jay bounded off with his newly reunited pals, waving back at Jack to thank him before completely immersing himself in the trio of dogs.