Jay flinches slightly at the unexpected contact, but covers it with a bright smile and a nod. "I'll be there, Coach." And she hurries to get sorted to leave - pulling her clothes on over her still damp swimsuit and grabbing her bag from the side. "Thanks for the opportunity."

"Not a problem. I look forward to seeing you out there."

Jay salutes, and heads out into the parking lot. It's not really late, but she keeps an eye out in case there's anyone out and about.

Things seem quiet enough.

In which case, she'll head back to their house, announcing as she walks in the door: "I think I accidentally joined the swim team."

Tantalus looks up from where he's cleaning weapons. "How do you manage to accidentally join a swim team? Does Beacon Hills even have a swim team?"

Jay chuckles as she joins him, picking up the closest weapon to help out. She summarises her day, moaning about school - apparently unaware of just how much she sounds like a typical teenager - gives him the cliff-notes of her conversation with Hale, and then sums up her meeting with Coach Lahey ("Yes, they do have a swim team.").

Eventually, they run out of things to talk about, Tantalus insists on them having dinner - which actually consists of them leaning against the counters with boxes of take-out and chopsticks.

The question of whether they need to go out tonight - is it the full moon? - arises.

They have a few days yet. 

Jay still takes her homework out onto the roof (finding a perch where she's not immediately obvious from the street) and uses the frequent bouts of frustration born procrastination to spy on the neighbours.

Lucky for her the neighbors like to have loud arguments, then.

She turns her attention first to the house beside her - one their house is almost an exact replica of. Both far more inkeeping with the neighbourhood and town aesthetic than the blocky, modern house across the road. Much less attention-catching as well.

There's yelling. A man complaining about his son's grades and habits, mostly. 

It stops, eventually.

That...doesn't sound good. But...for all she knows, that might be how normal parents show concern?

When it stops she turns her attention to the somewhat crassly modern house also sharing the street. Anything interesting happening there?

Not as far as she can tell.

They don't advertise their personal business so loudly.

Probably just as well, one loud set of neighbours is enough.

Well, she's got most of her homework done, it is starting to get late, and as far as she can tell, nothing interesting is going to happen to night, so she slips back inside, checks on Tantalus (already asleep), and goes to bed herself.

She wakes up still far too early and goes out for a run rather than sit around the house. Failing anything else interesting occurring, she'll go in search of the Sheriff's offices.

Nothing particularly interesting happens, though she may notice the car that was in the driveway across the street is gone. 

It is far too early, but she's free to look for the Sheriff at the police station.

She's played being new in town and lost a time or two before and had a variety of welcomes at local police stations, and it normally gives her a fairly good read on the local law enforcement.

So she heads inside. Is there anybody at the front desk?

She does not head inside, because the door is locked. 

She glares at the door like it's personally offended her, kicks the bottom of it idly and then turns to leave, muttering darkly to herself about the fact that this is a small town, and of course they're not open this early in the morning. That would be too easy.

The door declines to respond.

The town is unfortunately quiet.

Well, that is irritating. But, she supposes it's probably for the better, all in all.

She heads back to the house, and tries to remember what day it is - does she have school again?

She does! How nice for her.

She should probably avoid being late.

And so she throws herself through the shower and getting ready, startles Tantalus with her rapid fire hello-goodbye, and steals the car again to get herself to school on time. Because as much as she dislikes this place, she actually wants her teachers to not hate her, and being late seems like it might be counterproductive to that goal.

Of course, she was up very early, and so she manages to make it to school on time. She looks around to see if anybody she recognises is around.

There's that werewolf she met.

The subject of the latest gossip, of course.