"I'm Velma Martinez and I'm a junior," she said, her class rank coming out very flat. Bad enough she was eighteen and should probably be a senior, but she and the word junior had a history together.

Damn it, Santa. This whole thing was fucked up timed five.

"I guess I wanna learn about..." She looked down at the handout again. She knew way, way too many of these from lurking on various Junior Super Patriot fan forums. "Stilyaga?"