Fred blinked, taken aback. “Oh. I thought it was pretty impressive, but…” he trailed off. Roberta had kind of quietened down herself, maybe a bit nervous, or something? That made sense, to be honest. Some protective instinct or another kicked in deep in his heart and he thought of how best to reassu...

Chloé finished the last of her coffee and dropped it in the bin by the library’s entrance. Before stepping foot into their makeshift Oval Office, she took a second to just stand there, breathe, and smile. (Chloé Delacroix continued from The Last First Day Back) Richard was sat in the senior corner b...

Chloé Delacroix votes for herself.

Fred Hobbes votes for Daryl Smith Jr. This fact will also be tactically mentioned to Big Dick.

Congrats Dani!

and to everyone else who ran xx

After much deliberation, Chloé Delacroix votes for Aracelis Fuentes

That fight-or-flight-or-freeze reflex almost changed its mind to flight when Roberta, for lack of a better word, exploded next to him. She called him an idiot, which was pretty uncalled for in Fred's opinion, but most of the ensuing rant was directed squarely at Quentin. Fred watched, jaw ever so sl...

a bird did take your shoes dani

and a delacroix took mine

that was funnier in my head

Yes they are

Maybe Ty stole your shoes to blackmail you into voting for her

If she does have them XD

good luck to everyone running for captian xx

and teddie too

for president

even tho i'm going to beat you : P

Fred Hobbes voted for RICHARD BUSTER. He would later mention this fact to Big D on multiple occasions.
Chloé Delacroix voted for CONNIE TODA.

Fred Hobbes votes for *ahem* Richard Buster

Fred could feel his ears burning underneath his hood. Roberta was treating him like a naïve idiot with an “arrest me” sign on his back, and then Quentin was… well, who the hell did this guy think he was? “I’m not- she’s not my-”he mumbled. “ We’re not…” Quentin looked so fucking punchable standing t...

heck yes

I would like to put Chloé Delacroix forward for Student Council President and Debate Team Captain

Fred cringed. “Right. Yeah.” Obviously he wasn’t smoking anything. That did beg the question of who was, a question soon answered with a “whuzzup”. The stoner who lumbered into view was another goddamn classmate of his, Quentin something. Odd name. What were the fucking chances? He was starting to f...