2nd Floor Common Room (Tuesday)

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth had added her poster next to Parker's.

It was her only poster at the moment. There was no point in plastering the school with them if she decided not to run in the end.


Vote Elizabeth Weir as Junior Student Council Representative


She headed back to the corner table where she had started her jigsaw puzzle last week.

She looked distracted, and occassionally glanced across at the poster. Why was she running? Was it because she felt that she should?


[[Come and help with the puzzle, or, if anyone wouldn't mind trying to talk her out of this emo funk she's got herself into, that would be very much appreciated!]]

Comments

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's ridiculous." Parker shook her head. "Cam's sweet, but he's so... young. I laid a kiss on him while we were sparring yesterday, and I thoght he was going to spontaneously combust there for a second."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"We should get him drunk. Just to relax him. You know? Seriously, some of the people here are going to implode from taking things too seriously. They should kick back and relax, mon." Jack grins. "Now there's an idea for a theme dance. Jamaican holiday!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oooooo. Now that is a great idea. Vote for me, and there will be more Caribbean dances!" Parker proclaimed, waving a pen in the air. "Or possibly, a trip to Jamaica itself! If I can get the administration to go for it," she added in her normal voice, reaching out to pat Sean on the head.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Hey, you've got my vote. And I bet you look great in a bikini. I mean, I know you look great out of one, so..." Jack leers cheerfully.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Whizzzzz! again, although Parker wasn't really aiming for him, and she's grinning as the pen goes airborne.