[b]Jack, Simon (cameo), Ajala[/b]

Jack let out a long yawn as he awoke in the shade under a tree. He slid his headphones off to listen to the gentle sounds of the wind through the trees, but instead heard the bustling crowds around him. He stood up and stretched himself out as he surveyed the crowd. Most people would be looking at the booths and stalls, but Jack was more interested in the people. He saw gargoyles, sirens, harpies, werewolves, vampires and any other creature he could think of. His face lit up as he picked his guitar case that was resting on the tree with him, put his headphones around his neck, and made his way towards his own booth. As he got to his booth he looked around to see a few of his fellow club members there, handing out flyers.

“Morning!” Jack calls out enthusiastically as he walks past his booth “I’m going to go look at the new people.” He calls over his shoulder more interested in seeing the new faces rather than handing out flyers. He walks through the crowd, gawking like an idiot at the people he passes. Any creature, big or small, was interesting to Jack, as long as they were strange. As he enjoyed his sightseeing he heard a slight commotion. He looked over to see a centaur and some sirens involved in some kind of mess. ‘That has to be Simon’ Jack thinks, laughing slightly before he continues on his way. He nears the gardening club area as he notices someone in the crowd that he recognized. After all, it’s hard for Jack forget someone as unique as a Naga. He grabs a flier as he walks past them. 

“Welcome back.” He says with a smile before continuing on his way. He looks around to see a slightly denser crowd. Understandably, Jack becomes interested and makes his way over. He pushes his way through the crowd before reaching the front of the group. To his surprise he was at the front of the crowd to see the Swimming club. Jack reached out and took a flier from one of the friendly mermaids. 

“Welcome back, ladies. Hope you have a fun year.” He says with a smile as he turns and walks away, pushing himself back through the crowd. He comes out on the other side, exhausted from having to make his way through a crowd like that. He decides to go back to his own booth and see how things are going. As he makes his way back to his booth, he grabs an apple from a nearby table, assuming it was free. He gets back to his booth and takes a seat on the other side. He kicks his feet up onto the table and gets out his guitar. He smiles as he leisurely strums away on his guitar without a care in the world.