[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=9e0039]Jacob Blackwell[/color][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/PKBhfgujA3ZIs/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Outside Grimm High School Gym >> High School Gym
[b]Interacting With: [@Nallore][@Lady Amalthea][/b][/center][hr]

It had been a long time since Jacob Blackwell had set foot in Grimm. His mother still lived there, but he hadn't been to see her in years. This was not because him and his mother had fallen out, it was more down to the fact he had been so busy over the past couple of years. His business over the past five years had grown at such a rapid rate that he couldn't keep up. Sure he had gained a crap load of money as result, but the years were starting to escape.

Tense would be an accurate description of how Jacob felt right now. It had been a long trip to Grimm; starting in Tokyo and ending up back at his high school. Three flights: Tokyo to Hawaii, Hawaii to Los Angeles then LA to Indiana. The final part of the trip was now underway. And those butterflies in his stomach would not go away, nerves creeping in as he entered the town limits. Thankfully though he wasn't driving. One of the perks of being rich was that you didn't need you drive anywhere.

The final few meters was the most tense, the black Mercedes Limo pulling up into the parking lot. Usually Jacob would wait for the driver to get out and open the door for him. However this time he simply opened the door himself and stepped out, startling the driver somewhat. Jacob raised his hand and dismissed the driver [color=9e0039]"Go into town and grab something to eat or something. Or drop my bags at the hotel... just go do something!"[/color] Jacob's voice started to rise towards the end, bordering on shouting.

Jacob began to walk towards the gym, the first few steps took forever to take. Each step was succeed by a pause in pace. Memories started to flood back with each step, overwhelming his senses and causing his brain to stop function.

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	Walking onto campus was distressing enough each morning. Cynthia didn't make it any more helpful though. The past few days her and Simone had been coming at her like a double offensive, if it wasn't Cynthia making comments or getting in his face, Simone was getting ready to pull some 'hardass' bitch move on him. As he approached the school doors he could see Simone inside. Even at long range, Jacob had learnt to spot trouble. Stopping in his tracks he decided to go the long way, walking around the gym and entering through one of the gym doors. Sure it meant walking through the jocks... but he would rather be mocked by a group of boys than have to face Simone.[/quote]

The memory in his mind had finished replaying and before he could bring his conscious mind back into reality his feet had already started tracing those very steps he used to take to avoid the main entrance. Soon enough he had reached the side door to the gym. And his hand floated above the handle for a few seconds. Was he really ready for this? Did he really want to do this? Walk back into the lions den again? Still  he had traveled the world to be here, Did he really want to waste all that time now? No was the simple answer. So with his mind made up Jacob opened the door into the gym and stepped inside. He had hoped that because it was the side door he would not have attracted attention, however the door clearly hadn't been maintained in a while as when he opened it it let out a loud and roaring creak, pretty much notifying everyone in the gym of his presence. It wasn't exactly good. When he walked through the door slammed shut with a bellowing echo too... As if the male didn't need to be singled out anymore, eyes descending upon him. It was like high school all over again... everyone looking at him. The memories of the prom came back to him too. About the investigation, about discussions people had about Jacob being the real killer... He was fairly sure none of those people were around, most of them were police officers and federal agents he had spoken to. He couldn't remember if the information had reached the populace before hand.

Still here he was, the echo coming to an end. [color=9e0039]"Um...Hello?"[/color] Jacob spluttered, years of confidence running a business shattered in a few seconds, his former teen self coming back into play. He placed his hand behind the back of his head, scratching the back of his scalp lightly. He just wished people would have turned back around and stopped looking at him. They were all looking at him. Scanning quickly he froze when he noticed Cynthia, his old high school reactions kicking in. As if the nightmare couldn't get any worse, he saw Riley too...fucking Riley. This was like hell on a plate. He was fairly sure he had dreams about those two being together with him alone... Not pleasant indeed. And could people stop staring at him