Bruce's preparations for leaving two weeks out were continuing. Today's task was to whittle down the eclectic collection of books he had in his room. He had plenty that he would be keeping, of course. But with the amount of things he'd be bringing back to Gotham from the cave, he needed to consider if he really needed to keep Trees of North America ( Read more... )

Finally, that whole mess with the school board had been sorted out, and Warren was free to wander around wherever he wanted without worrying about who was getting an eyeful of wing. Okay, sure, so it meant that the last week of his high school career had been a bit of a wash, since having to run around with an image inducer turned on all the time ( Read more... )

Unfortunately, it would take a lot more than the threat of losing funding to allow Britta Perry to be able to take this sort of fascist regime to take over, even if only for a week. She regarded the uniforms with complete disgust, seeing them as nothing more than symbols of conformity and the loss of individuality for the mindless monotony ( Read more... )

One day, you're a queen. The next, you're a (ragingly hot) high school senior flippng through cable channels Saturday night 'cause you're too cheap to go out ( Read more... )

Quinn was at a table in the dorm lobby today. The table had been decorated with a patterned red tablecloth and red and gold ballons that she hoped might remind somebody who squinted of the planet Mars. She was wearing a small pink FABRAY FOR PROM QUEEN button on her sweater, and figured that was about as much campaigning as she needed to do ( Read more... )

Today was a busy one, and as soon as the play was over it was time to dash back to the dorms to make all the last-minute touch-ups for the party. It was as beachified as someplace in the dorms could be, there were plenty of (non-alcoholic) tropical drinks, and glitter everywhere ( Read more... )

Quinn had been sort of halfway joking about knocking on random doors to chose people to invite to the sorority crush party, but after the play rehearsal she decided she might as well give it a whirl ( Read more... )

Anyone involved with Student Council might recognize the setup: Annie and Rilla, a lot of moddable supplies, and an event to work on ( Read more... )

It might come as a surprise to some Fandom students to find, on their way into or out of the dorms or simply just looking out their windows, that there was a pair of girls in a tree staging what appeared to be some kind of protest. A very loud, very annoying protest.

Blame the gremlins, man.

"And don't you gentrifying bitches even think about cutting ( Read more... )

You'd think that with his roommate gone, Peter would have been indulging in a lot of the teenage boy's equivalent of cat-stretching across his new space, but... well, one, that was immature and unnecessary, and two, he'd been enjoying his newly private room well enough right up until he got stuck waiting on an important informant to get him some ( Read more... )