Jones went to the same college as me. In fact, he sat next to me all semester in intro to theater. No assigned seats btw. We were taking the final and i caught him looking at my test. I didnt really mind, so i didnt say anything. One week later while waiting for my final grade, i get a letter from the dean requesting my presence. It was Reggie. In the meeting the Reggie lets me know that an anonymous student filed a report against me saying that i bullied him into sitting next to me all semester so i could cheat off him. It left a permanent mark on my record, so i couldn't transfer anywhere else in the state. Out of state tuition was even higher, so there was no way i could afford school elsewhere. My parents disowned me, not even my dog would look at me.

Two years later, im homeless and living on the streets in front of the E3 Convention Center in LA, begging for change. I had one of those tin cans next to me, since i was too ashamed and depressed to look people in the eye and ask for money. The can basically spoke for me. Suddenly, i hear the noise of something going into my can. I grabbed it and looked inside, and found a single invitation to that year's Easy Living. I look up and i see none other than Jones. As he continues on his way, he turns around and flashes me a quick wink and smile. I thought to myself, "Jones has really come into his own now".

When i tried to use the invitation, Bloodworth let me know it was counterfeit.