<strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>JD<br/><br/>For the most part, the conversation was going pretty well.  “As far as the panty raider,” she explained, “the basic trick there is to guard them.  Not to make fun of Courtney,” Allison knew the full story and didn’t want to embarrass her friend, “she was trying to dry them off under a hair dryer and took her eyes off to check her phone, and that’s when the pervert struck.  I don’t think even supernatural perverts can just snatch them off of you while you’re wearing them.”<br/><br/>She took a breath, not happy with the situation, but she saw it as a minor threat.  No doubt there were other situations going on that she wasn’t allowed to talk about, but she still wanted to assuage the situation.  “When I started out as a freshman,” she explained, “there was this one student who was a severe bully, never seeming to get noticed by the teachers, causing problems all the time.”  It wasn’t a happy memory.  “As it turned out, there was also another student, apparently a Scion, who stepped up to deal with him and get him to calm down and behave.”  She wasn’t all that caught up on the mythological.  “Part of me wants to suggest that we just get rid of all such because of the distractions it causes on the students, but then, the idea usually gets shot down.  Then again, I wouldn’t mind being Chosen myself,” she flicked her hair to emphasize the point.  “Granted, maybe I’d absolutely hate that if it ever really happened.  Hera’s a<em>boss</em>, but I’d never accept being cheated on.  Besides, I make my own destiny.”<br/><br/>It was, however, the suggestion of becoming vice president that was a step too far, and made Allison’s smile wither.  Allison definitely saw herself as<em>the</em>woman in charge, and wasn’t going to give that up easily.  “I’m a senior, and every class has their own president,” she said with just a touch of condescension that JD didn’t know such a basic thing.  “Tell you what: if you<em>are</em>serious about joining the council, and not just trying to talk your way up to get into my panties, try to get an appointment with Headmistress Mitsuhama; I’ll even put in a recommendation for her to see you.  I think you’re going to find out, though, that it’s a<em>lot</em>more work than you’re ready to handle.<br/><br/>Except, none of that had been JD’s experience throughout her life.  If anything, leading was easy.  Maybe Allison was just bad at it?<br/><br/>“To answer your other question, I was elected as president to what is now the Senior class, and I’ll be running for student body president.  The election is the first Tuesday in September.”<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Namira<br/><br/>Resetting the app didn't do any good.  She was either going to have to find Gilbert and talk about unfriending-refriending, or contact tech support, the latter of which usually took days to work itself out.