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 Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 8:48 am
"Where the Hell were you last night?!"
Len sneered at James, hanging upside-down from a branch of the old oak tree. His sister Lisa pulled out a tape measure and started measuring James.
"I was out campaigning. If you know what I mean." James gave Len a wide, perverted smile.
"Evan's intel said that you took Baptiste out on the town for four hours instead of coming to our election meeting like you said you would."
"Well, see, in this conversation, "campaigning" is supposed to have a double meaning. A SEXY double meaning." James recreated the perverted smile for effect. Len showed the barest of emotion, a frustrated sigh, and flashed a signal to his sister, who gave James one good pull to send him crashing to the ground.
"Your debate with Sandsmark is tonight, James, and most of the school think you're a colossal joke."
"So? That's what I want. I'm the underestimated, come-up-from-behind sort of guy."
"OH. MY. GOD. How many days have you been wearing these pants?!" Lisa poked at them with the very tip of her fingernail and looked like she'd rather be in Aruba right now.
"Uh....how long ago did school start?" Lisa gagged.
"Take them off. Now." James gave her a bug-eyed stare.
"Hey Len, your sister's trying to get my pants off..."
"NOW! So I can BURN them!"
"Woah! No burning my favorite pants!" James jumped up and started walking up an invisible stairway in the air. Lisa glared at him.
"I have a NICE respectable suit for you to wear to tonight's debate. You WILL wear it. Since I am your vice presidential candidate and image consultant, I will not have you dragging down my popularity factor with your gross, crusty pants!"
"Wait, SHE's my running mate? I didn't agree to that!"
"YOU WEREN'T PRESENT FOR THE VOTE LAST NIGHT, TWERP!" Lisa roared as she grabbed the bottom cuff of his pants and started dragging him down out of the air. Len nodded.
"I voted for you in abstentia, and you voted for Lisa. You missed a lot, James. For example...did you know that Hartley saved Cassandra Sandsmark's life yesterday? He's headed over there to make friends with her right now..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:05 am
Cassie woke up slowly and looked at Chris sleeping right next to her. She kissed him on the cheek and went into the bathroom. She took a shower, brushed her teeth and got changed into some clean clothes. Cassie then sat at her desk writing her speech and preparing for the debate tonight. She hoped that everything would go well.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:19 am
*Professor Diana Prince knocks on Cassandra's dorm room door**
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:22 am
*Chris blinks his eyes open. Where was he? Oh yea...Cassie...drawing...nakkies..*
eek
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:34 am
Cassie hears Diana who's her door. She quickly cleans up all the naked drawings and hides them. Cassie notices Chris is awake and get's him outta bed and quickly makes the bed..
"I better go get that."
Cassie goes to the door and sees Diana.. she shuts the door behind her leaving herself and Diana out in the hallway.
"Hi Diana.. I was just getting ready for the big debate tonight.What's up?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:38 am
Diana looks at her and has a mischievious smile, somewhat unbefitting of her reputation**
I have need of your assistance Cassie. Your brother isn't around, is he?
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:44 am
" Achilles.. well I saw him for a brief time last night. He's probably either in his dorm or with Mysia."
Cassie slowly started heading back towards her door.
"I wish I could help you Diana.. I really do but I have alot to do before the debate."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:45 am
Cassandra, I'm not looking for him. I need to make certain he's not around. Your father has a surprise for him, and I wanted you in on it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:48 am
Cassie blinks...
"A surprise? What is it?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:49 am
Hartley walks into the girl's dorm, carrying a box of donuts. He stops and grits his teeth when he sees Ms. Prince at Cassie's door. Remembering that he's now one of Ms. Prince's favorite students, though, he steels his resolve and walks up.
"Er, sorry to intrude, but is Cassie in?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:50 am
*Chris hurries to the window and slowly opens it so he can escape. He slips into his armor and starts climbing out.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:54 am
Cassie looks at Hartley ... She tries to keep her cool but if anyone finds out that Chris stayed the night in her room. Who knows what could happen?
"Good morning Hartley.."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:55 am
**Diana looks at Hartley and smiles**
She is, and since you're one of my shining students Hartley, there's no reason you can't be in on this little surprise as well.
**Diana takes Cassandra by the arm and escorts her down the hall**
Your father has noticed that Achilles isn't adjusting as well as he had hoped. He has made a good friend in Wally and I know he adores you as a sister, but he needs someone special, as we all do. So Zeus arranged a little visit...
**They arrive around the corner of the hall and there stands a young man, sandy blonde hair hanging down to his shoulders, handsome, and a slender, atheltic build. He is looking around with wide eyed wonder until Diana and Cassie arrive**
"Cassie...meet Patroclus."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:57 am
"Woah."
Hartley wondered for a moment just how much history was being screwed up at this second before his attention was distracted by dazzling good looks. Hartley cleared his throat and shook his head a moment.
"Er. Sorry. Cassie, I don't want to intrude on...whatever...this is...Just wanted to bring you breakfast and see if you were okay after yesterday..."
Hartley tore his eyes from the newbie to hand over the donuts. This wasn't going like he planned one bit.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:58 am
*Chris knocks over a lamp on his way out the window.*
Crap!!
*He scrambles up the wall and towards the roof.*
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