[b][h3]Nathaniel 'Nate' Jacobson[/h3][/b] Nate woke with a ghastly headache. Having one last party the night before the new term was definitely a bad idea. He pulled his phone from under his pillow to discover he had several missed calls and unread text messages. Flipping it open he began to read them. 'DUDE, was that Miss Honeyman I seen you get in a car with last night?' - Troy He wondered what the hell his friend was on about. Then he slowly realised he wasn't in his own bedroom. Things got even weirder when he saw no other than Miss Honeyman about to leave the bedroom. "Don't be late for school, Nate!"