#jesse05

Mari had been trying to avoid her father at all costs. Even before having returned to campus - the only issue was that Ogden was a fairly small school, making it a much difficult task than when she had been avoiding him over the summer, miraculously just always somewhere he was not, busy if he called. She had to keep her eyes peeled for him now that she was back at the school he oversaw, not wanting to deal with the aftereffects of having backed out of her internship. When she thought she spotted him, she darted off the path she had been walking on, abruptly switching her direction to make sure he didn't see her as he made his way past. It only took a few minutes, Mari's eyes fixed on his back, only relaxing once she was off the hook for at least a bit longer. She let out a sigh as she turned, stepping out of the spot she had tucked herself into in the shadow of one of the buildings, only to come face to face with Jesse.

Ironically, he was someone who could probably very much understand her desire to avoid her father - considering the summer he had had. She was pretty sure it was half the gossip at the school, and Mari - in the brief conversations she had had with her father - had already had it mentioned, well aware that the dean was not thrilled with Jesse's returning to campus, despite his friendship with Donovan Hart. There had probably been a good chunk of money involved in that. She couldn't help the slight wince that crossed her face, half out sympathy, and half out of embarrassment that he had spotted her in the act of trying to dodge her father. What did you even say to someone who had just spent the summer in rehab? "....Hey," she said, awkwardness coating into the tone. "I could explain why I'm skulking around the corner like a creep, but..." she paused, tilting her head slightly towards a shoulder. "Think you might appreciate the warning that my father just passed by more."

Jacqui had tried to grab Jesse after they had done the body shot off of Gabe, looking up from his body to make eye contact with Jesse - just as G had wanted. He had brushed them off, disappearing into the crowd even as they approached him, leaving Jacqui to continue wondering what exactly they had gotten shoved into the middle of with that dare. When they saw Jesse and Courtney coming back inside, soaking wet and shivering - it was the end of October in New Hampshire, after all, and they appeared to have just gone swimming in the lake despite being at a perfectly good pool party, Jacqui grabbed two towels and slipped after them through the crowd, following them into the locker room. 

“Hey,” they said quietly, holding out the towels they had in hand to the boys. “Thought you guys might want these,” she said, eyes on Jesse the entire time. Court - for all he may occasionally appear it - wasn’t dumb, picking up on some sort of tension in the room and quickly exiting once he had grabbed the towel from her. The door shut behind him, the clang of it echoing slightly in the locker room, even with the muffled music pounding from the other side of the door. “What’s going on with you?” they asked, eyes roving over his face, his features that were somehow simultaneously comforting and completely unknown. 

Nate was moving through the fundraiser with a determination to avoid....certain people, namely the families of his ex-girlfriends. He was so distracted by not wanting to have run-ins with any of them, that he slipped into the bar to get a drink, sliding in between two people, not even realizing the garish suit was normally the person he’d be the most desperate to avoid, with the way he was scanning for Nat’s dad and Parker’s brothers, amongst others. Glancing at the male next to him in the pink, he realized it was Jesse, mouth opening slightly as he debated whether or not to find another spot, risking ending up next to someone worse. Since Jesse was distracted by whoever on the other side of him, he hadn’t noticed Nate yet - perhaps he could keep it that way, Nate leaning forward onto his elbows on the bar to get the bartenders attention, though he couldn’t help the snort that he let out as he took in Jesse’s suit again. 

Sassa had slipped away from the various groups of people who were up, everyone having delved into alcohol and drugs for another night, taking advantage of the less than sober minds to wander through the house. So....maybe she had wondered if there was something to those texts. She wasn't going to pass up the change to look into them while they was there.

Swinging open a door that definitely wasn't a super public room, she slipped in quietly, shutting the doo rbehind her, only to turn around and see it was already occupied. By none other than Jesse Hart. "Oh!" she said, her hand lifting to her chest, the picture of being surprised. "Guess this isn't the bathroom." A sheepish smile, an innocent look on her face as her eyes scanned over him, the room he had already entered, rendering her sneaking useless. "Are you doing something...naughty in here?" she asked, a teasing tone to her voie as she tipped her head to the side.

Court grinned when he saw Jesse, one of the few actually genuine smiles he had put on all evening, weaving through the few people between them to throw an arm around his shoulder. "Since it's the off-season and everything..." Court said, head angling as they gave Jesse a mischievous look, complete with a sparkle to make his blue eyes even brighter than normal. Thank god, Coco seriously needing the break, considering his knee had been twinging with pain ever since he had seemingly re-tweaked it in their championship game. Not that it had even been fine before that - maybe he shouldn't have played a whole season on it. At least the haze of the painkillers helped with more than just the knee. And he knew Jesse was always down, so he wouldn't even have to be the halfway to washed up athlete alone in the bathroom doing drugs. That night, at least. "I have some perc's and wanted to look for my best buddy in case he wanted to get weird with me," he said, the suggestion left hanging for Jesse to accept, Court pretty sure he wouldn't have to tempt him with much more than a straight forward offer.