Mar 12, 2012 22:57
Make a Difference
"In conclusion, I would like to have the chance to lead you into a new age." Xander gave a bow to the wild applause of the invisible crowd.
But they weren't imaginary. His father stood in the doorway, a gleefully sarcastic look on his face.
"Running for student council, Al?" he asked, using the nickname that Xander hated. It was why he was a Xander instead of an Alex.
"Yes, sir," he said, although he was really running for the We Hate Cordelia Chase Club.
His dad's false smile disappeared. "Why bother? A bunch of kids can't do anything."
Xander clenched his fists. "Yes, sir."
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