Jason packed his things into his suit case and looked over the tiny room of his current foster home. There was one poster on the wall of some 80's power metal band he knew nothing of. The only reason the poster was even there was because his foster mother insisted he try and decorate his new room. Zoe was the one who put that up for knowing his taste in music was very different and thought it'd be funny. He let her do it because he just didn't really care. Jason knew this home wasn't permanent. They never were.
Jason had left his room with his suit case and backpack to find his foster mother spread out on the dirty old coach taking a nap. A devilish smirk curled onto his lips as he dropped his bags and cracked his knuckles. Time for a parting gift... He thought as he entered her dreams and completely altered them into her worse nightmare with him as the leading actor. He contintued to torture her until he evenutally grew bored and decide to part, but not before giving her a nice cut on her cheek.
His foster mother woke up screaming and toughed her face to find there really was blood there. She looked up Jason who was still smirking and began screaming and chasing after him. "Get out! Get out of my house!" Jason laughed as he ran out the door with his bags. "Gladly..."
Jason threw his bags into the back of his Volkswagon Passat and drove off. It wasn't the car anyone expected him to have but it was all he could afford to get. Jason would much rather have a 1969 Camaro if he had the money for it.
Jason drove into the direction of the school. He insisted on driving Zoe to school but she was all too stubborn and said she had her own way and if he did pick her up, she threatened to use her telepathic powers and give him to worst migraine he's ever experienced. Jason knew she was dead serious and wasn't going to risk it. He may be bad, but he was also smart.
Eventually after driving for an hour or so, Jason arrived at the school for his third year. He looked around for Kai's car but found him no where in sight. Zoe or Agatha hadn't gotten there yet either. Jason sighed and sat in his car for a bit before stepping out and slamming the car door in front of anyone that was their like he was some entitled badass. Jason then grabbed his two bags from the trunk and proceeded to walk into the school.