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"That could work in our favor," Matthias contemplated. And in proper contemplating fashion, his hand was indeed rubbing the bottom of his chin in thought. "If they're in a meeting, they'll be too busy doing their student council things to notice us in the first place."

It was actually perfect timing. Since all of them were stuck in a meeting in one room, they'd really just have to avoid the room. Cause it wasn't like any of the student govt. students would be able to wander past the art room and catch them.

Matthias once more in excitement.

Of course, he was still willing to take the sneakiness seriously. Hence, his serious nod at the silent finger, copying the movement himself to show the solidarity of the matter.

Moving to follow Emilia inside, at the pause regarding Iver and how he should wait outside, Matthias attempted to give the reindeer a supportive thumbs up despite that. Unfortunately, Matthias was pretty sure reindeer were not, in fact, built for stealth.

And if they were, Matthias would apologize to Iver personally on the matter.

Ha. This was not going very well for anyone, was it? Sara and Cocoa working on a project together? Absolutely brilliant, Aisha! Khuno was starting to wonder which of them would even be alive by the time the project came to a close. Sara certainly had the scrappiness of a street dog, but there was a coldness in Cocoa that Khuno didn't think could be overcome. So it would be interesting for sure. He quickly considered asking the others for bets on this, but something told him that Aisha would not be happy with that, and Khuno decided to take it easy on her. After all, the meeting had only just started and there was some drama going on. Plus, he liked to think that the rest of the student government was just as annoyed as he was.

Well, he wasn't annoyed, except for the comment that Cocoa had made about him. He raised an eyebrow at the girl. "What? You think you're better than me just because you were raised alongside royalty? I was the life of Kuzco Academy before I was sent here," he said. Of course, he would much rather attend his father's school. He was lazy, and Kuzco had taught him all of the workarounds to slide by with zero effort... until Mom stepped in and decided Auradon would force Khuno to work for his grades.

Sara, however, had a concrete smile on her face. Exact opposite of Khuno's lazy smirk. This meeting clearly hadn't gone as she planned. "I just think it's important to keep spirits high during a time like this. We've almost all been affected, even in this room. Personally, I know that I worry a lot about Komboa. He's my friend, and my boyfriend's cousin. I'm sure everyone in here has someone that they're worried about. And I think a special event is just what we need." She decided to ignore Cocoa's obvious comments.

Well, Sara made it clear that that was all she had to say for now and Khuno fought the urge to butt in with a sarcastic comment. Did he care about looking like a top student? No. He didn't care how people saw him. But he could determine when was a good time to say something. Instead he folded his hands and smiled at Aisha. "Well, it appears those two are done. And I - being the proper raised heir that I am - will wait to speak," he said with a large smile directed towards Sara and Cocoa. Again, he had no interest in being seen as the 'proper' one in this situation. It was just fun to switch between being a chaotic idiot and a good kid - and his parents had taught him both.  

Maybe Avril should have learned to be a little more careful with guys after Mac. Maybe. But the Bête couldn't deny that it wasn't hard to gain her love. Especially now with Billy gone. Her "twin" was her best friend, and Avril had tried her hardest to get Beast to let her go on the trip as well. He wouldn't give in, so now she was just trying to fill the time she would normally spend with Billy.

Of course, she couldn't say that Lysander was ever her second choice. In fact, he would have been her first choice if she knew him before she had ended up with Dio and Mac. But they didn't matter. Dio was still a friend, and she just avoided Mac when she could, which would be a lot easier with the Charming boy gone.

Avril found herself seated at a table away from the chaos of campus. Keep your head down, stay out of the spotlight, and avoid your siblings. Those were the guidelines that she had grown up with and it was automatic for her now. She settled into the chair, pulled out the book she had been reading - one that wasn't about magic, and checked the time on her phone.

Hopefully he would be here soon. Despite them being "only friends", Avril couldn't deny that she had feelings for the boy. She had even snuck some cookies from Bre's late night baking spree the night before and sealed them up in a container to share with him. She had to have something to offer, since she was mostly useless besides begging her younger sister for cookies.

And magic. But only Adrian and Billy could know about that, and she hadn't even wanted Adrian to know about her fascination with magic.  

Kerry was, as expected, alone. He didn't realize how alone he would feel with Kassi on the Isle, but the older Robinson just couldn't really connect with others well enough to make friends. Well, Hono was a friend. A friendly rival. The daughter of his mentor. Well, he had a complicated but overall positive relationship with the Hamada girl. However, a lot more people liked Hono, so he rarely actually hung out with her unless they were back in San Fransokyo.

Right now, he was just sitting in the back of the library with an old health textbook open in front of him. He was taking notes, trying to get an early start on his studying for the year. That's why it was a little... irritating for the boy to get called down to a classroom. Rolling his eyes and grumbling under his breath, he put the textbook away and stuffed his notebook back into his backpack and headed into the room. It was an... odd group of kids when everyone was gathered. Hono and Winter. Almost all San Fransokyo kids.

He had been about to respond to what Hono said, but when someone else entered the room, Kerry's usual grumpy expression turned into one of surprise and wonder. Then he gave the most angelic smile he could muster. "Liv! Oh, uh, Mrs. Amara. Big fan. I've heard a lot about you and would be honored to offer Sycorax whatever I can. You know, I've actually been working on-"

He cleared his throat awkwardly, realizing the other three students were still in the room.

"Actually, I'd love to discuss my work in private with you later. I feel I have a lot to offer your company," he said with a smile. Kerry was extremely skilled in turning on the charm when he wanted something. 

Cocoa flashed the president a smile in response to the request. Perhaps she had been a little too callous in her complaints, but she stood by them. It wasn't up to some town girl to suddenly decide what would be some fun ideas to kick up spirit in this horribly depressing setting. Especially when they were sad excuses of such.

Oh well, being pulled after the meeting to get a stern talking to about the way she talked to others and interrupted the schedule was an easy fix with a simple little, Oh, of course Madam President, I will ensure to better myself in the future. Of course, Cocoa was plenty prepared to defend herself given both Sara and Khuno had spoken out of turn as well, and she could make strong arguments that at least one of them was just as disrespectful as she happened to be. And at least Cocoa has a valid reason for being so.

So given only she was being targeted? That was just discrimination against a child of two lesser known 'heroes' of the world.

Following that was something that Cocoa wouldn't say she dreaded, rather was something she'd soon be very apprehensive about. Apparently complaining about someone trying to steal their properly earned position and the roles that came with meant they had to work together.

But as she let her mind think on it, Cocoa supposed this would work to her favour. If Sara wanted to bring some spirit to the school, she'd have to deal with Cocoa along the way. And Cocoa was plenty prepared to interject, agitate, and prolong the process until Sara admitted she just wasn't fit for planning the spirit events herself.

Cocoa gave a sweet smile to Aisha in what Cocoa believed was absolutely innocent- and not the kind of innocent that implied trouble. Just a genuine smile that conveyed, "It would be a great solution to my issues with her plan." She spoke the words soon after as well.

Of course, she was tempted to continue to bite back words at Khuno and Sara. She had plenty to say anyhow, but it seemed like Aisha was on edge and given it seemed Cocoa was in enough trouble as it is, no matter how unfair that seemed.

And it would be so easy to bite a remark that at least she was both more dignified than Khuno despite his oh-so apparent properness. Or a remark regarding the fact his removal from Kuzco Academy was likely an attempt to get him out of there in an attempt to educate him on more cultured people.

And don't even get Cocoa started on Sara's comment. Talk about pretentious- oh boo hoo. The kids who volunteered to get sent off to a prison island volunteered, didn't they? It wasn't like Cocoa even cared about any of them in the first place. Obviously she could fake tears over Bellamy and Alicio, but it wasn't like either of them were close friends to her anyhow. Hell, Bellamy hated Cocoa, and Cocoa found it fine to respond in turn.

Plus, Cocoa knew there was at least another person in the room that shared her opinions- at least, up until the point of agreeing or disagreeing whether or not the kids should have gone over anyway. But Madison didn't have anyone over there that she was particularly worried about due to things like being "friends" or "my boyfriend's cousin."

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Madison took a breath in just to avoid sighing out loud. She was fairly annoyed with the detour of conversation, having been prepared to start the report she had indeed prepared for the day upon Aisha's approval.

Madison had hopes that if the secretary had been there, they would have shut the conversation down right off the bat in order for time sheets to go normally. Unfortunately though, it seemed the three people talking out of turn were too rapid to really prevent the spread of conversation, Madison noted as Aisha went along with it ever so gently.

When Aisha dictated that their weekends were to be spent camping, Madison would have liked to groan with some amount of annoyance. She didn't off of the knowledge that Aisha wouldn't have imposed such a fate to even the innocent in the council thus far if not for a reason. Madison could note the more obvious annoyance on Cocoa's face as well as the hyper excitement present on little Hitomi's.

At very least, as Sara did finish off her statement, Cocoa seemed to be willing to keep quiet on the matter. Something of which Madison was both grateful for and it seemed another didn't care to do.

With a deep intake of breath and a inward apology to Aisha, Madison turned to Khuno with something akin to frustration in her eyes and she spoke, "If you were raised to wait to speak, you would have before interrupting three times, Khuno."

She didn't wait a moment for him to get in a word edgewise, to increased that number from three to four, before she started talking. "Now I hope, if you don't mind Aisha, that I can do my report now?"

She had tried to be patient, but patient wasn't her middle name. Her middle name was Marci. Which only meant "of Mars." Given that Madison wasn't born off planet, she had taken it to liking of Mars, the Roman equivalent to Ares. Aka a war god. So patience was like, the opposite of her middle name.

She stood up from her chair and gave a little noise, a clearing of the throat, as she shifted the papers in front of her to give the pre-school starting report. "I managed to get a list of students from our supervisor in order to have a general idea of the number of students in each committee group. I've managed to get some of their schedules as well to have a better idea on who to sign to each group."

She had spent all of last night attempting to figure out the best possible groupings for students. They were falling on a shorter side this year with a whopping 21 students in the class, which didn't matter much in the long run since there was a lot of cross-class committees.

The Promotional Committee often intersected with art students in an attempt to promote different school activities with artwork created by the students. The Green School Committee had students from floral tracks and gardening club, to keep the school green, trash free, and keep the garden spiced up. The Reading Committee was another, but Madison had to admit that it was mostly required to promote reading and small events in the library, since most of the volunteer organizing had been taken up by one of the school's resident Betes. There was the Yearbook Committee, not to be confused with Yearbook Class, as they were the Student Government's information hub about the plans the class was taking and what photoshoots were coming up. Then there was the Social Committee, the ones who were the commentators for rallies and the people who set up the games. Student Government itself was a committee as well, albeit, Madison had less of an impact in coordinating their meetings as others did there.

"Much to say, with 5 committees and 11 students leftover," since Madison was discounting both the Student Govt. committee and students involved, "If we're aiming to get equaled out groups, we have 1 group with 3 members and 4 groups with 2." Which was confusing to the ears, but important information nonetheless. "However the representatives are encouraged to join more committees outside of this committee, which means we should have equal groups."

"Of course, like normal, there will be an actual vote in class on Friday as to signify preferences, and I will be spending the night-" previously she had a weekend, unless Aisha would be so kind as to allow her to bring work on their newly planned camping trip, "organizing the committees themselves before announcing them both in here first to get the approval from Aisha before cementing them in class the following day." It was a tiring process they dealt with, but someone needed to organize the committees. And given Madison had little of a job outside of replacement for Aisha in the case she was missing, this was the remaining usefulness she held.

"Any comments?"