JADEN JACOBS
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I walked into school the Monday after fall break, with charcoal smeared across my face, clay caked on my hands, and dried paint in my hair. Sorry for my appearance, but I fell asleep doing what Charlie calls 'arting', which is when I work on two or three different forms of art at the same time, and I had no time to sort myself out.

A few hours later, I came across Spencer, who was nervously turning his ring again, and he smiled weakly at me as I approached. "Um, Jaden, if I said something crazy - would you think I was crazy?" I laughed a little, but shook my head. "Ok. Phew. Then, I've got to say, I saw Alan yesterday."