Study Hall -- Tuesday, October 11th

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Sarah leans back in her chair, a dartboard set on the far wall that she's lazily throwing darts at. Almost every one hits the target -- the ones that don't make her scowl and put her in an even worse mood.

There's a sign set up on the desk that says, "Congratulations to the new student council," but every time one of the winners walks into the room, she gives them a nasty glare. She doesn't trust politicians, no matter how young they might be.

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"He is all that," Parker agrees, then shudders. "Much better than Coach Ash was, under the influence. I'm trying not to hold it against him. By comparison, Dr. Grissom is Pierce Brosnan."

"And God, yes. Killed it with a boombox." Parker makes a face. "I thought more experience would mean he wouldn't get stupid, but I was way, way off. Sex, great. Poetry, not."