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Do you know the one thing more saddistic than killing people? Killing things that are like people. And it's all so easy when they're all held in one building. Light a match, drop it on the gasoline drenched floor, and the entire House or Relics goes up in flames. It did, by the way. Some ass broke in last night and lit it on fire. Who knows what we could've learned from those things. Well, probably not much, but still, it's not exactly the nicest thing to do.

Despite that, everything seemed to be going smoothly. The whole thing had blown over, we kept it off the news, and it was an event that only us at Amberstone City know about. It's been a few weeks, and in fact, school starts next week. So, what do we have? Stars' Days. See, us four lovers have all decided to go into public school, Seth wants to be with me, Daniel wants to keep us safe, and Ted says he's got some unfinished business with that wolf from IHOP.

We walked to the school on our own, and ended up in some unknown group of seven or eight people. We didn't know the other four, but they were headed the same way and didn't bother us, so who cares? When we got to the school, it looked like a glorious beacon of power over Christian domain. You know, maybe I'm demented inside...

The school was obviously three floors tall, judging by the people walking around on the balconies above the courtyard. The walls were brick and steel, and the courtyard was really just a concrete slab, or slabs judging by the lines in it. We went down the front steps that felt weirdly spaced, and found ourselves being blinded by bright flashes of light when we walked in, I was confused until Ted said something about a yearbook.

Right from the entrance there was a set of stairs leading both up and down, three hallways branching out. I had no idea where I'd need to go were it not for the girls at a table with a fuck ton of papers on it. Daniel has us wait around a corner while he went and got four of every paper.

When he came back he was already looking at the map of the school, "This school has a stupid lay out."

"It's a public school, it's all crammed into one building, what do you expect?" [Ted]

"Right, so science classes are on the third floor... english and history are on the second floor... the basement's where all the art classes are, so the first floor is just everything else. Great, so, where do we get our pictures taken?" [Seth]

"Down there, that's how it was a couple years ago, and how it is now." Ted pointed down the left hall, where the forming stream of people seemed to be headed.

"So, we just go down there and sign up for everything?" [Me]

"Yeah, pretty much. That's where the lunch room is, so I'm sure every table has someone stationed there with a sign up sheet for anything and everything." [Ted]

"Right, does this school have good lunches?" [Daniel]

"Not Inferno High good, but better than the middle and elementary schools." [Ted]

"Right, so when can we agree to go back to Inferno High?" [Daniel]

"Too late, orientation's today and it probably started an hour ago." [Seth]

"Are you guys seriously thinking aabout not going to public school?" [Me]

"Yeah, sorta." [Daniel]

"Come on, this is cool to me. I've had to go these shitty Christian schools my whole life, let me have this." [Me]

"Oh my god, did you seriously have to get this sheet?" Ted held up a piece of paper as if it were toxic and disgusting, and I figured out why right away.

"Yeah, it's a talent show, you'd do great!" [Daniel]

"Ted, come on, do it." [Seth]

"No. I'm not gonna be peer pressured into doing this." [Ted]

"Don't make me kiss you." [Daniel]

"Here?" [Ted]

"Mhm."

"Okay-"

"Yes!"

"I'll think about it."

"Right, so you won't do it." [Me]

"Pretty much." [Ted]

"Why don't you do it? You know you'd do good." [Seth]

"I don't want to do the talent show."

I found the copy of the paper that Daniel had given us and caught something on it, "Oh really?"

"What?" [Ted]

"And what if winning the talent show meant showing up a certain someone?"

"No, I'm not doing it."

Seth noticed what I'd pointed out, "What if that certain someone was named Tanner Icer?"

"... What's the prize?"

"I think that's the real prize, here." [Me]

"Well no shit, but come on, my prize can't just be watching him suffer, I'd look like a psycho."

"Play to it and sing The Hounds, by Protomen." [Seth]

Ted smirked, "Okay, that'd be funny. But no."

"Aww..."

"Here it is, the prize is a... oh fuck, it's three credits to any subject of your choosing." [Daniel]

"Wait, full credits? So like, I could throw them at English and switch to an elective?" [Ted]

"I guess."

"You lucky bastard. Maybe I'll join and show you up." [Seth]

"Oh, like you could do that?" [Ted]

"Dude, you're good, but I can at least match you."

"Runner up gets two credits, third gets one, fourth gets half, and fifth gets a small trophy." [Daniel]

"So what you're saying is that we should all enter separately so that Tanner's pushed to fifth?" [Ted]

"No, I'm just saying that even getting third is good for us. We're gonna be juniors, which means we have english this year and next year. Getting third would mean you don't have to take English next year."

"Or I could shoot for first and blow it off this year, too."

"Only take art classes?" [Me]

"What about band?" [Seth]

"That's art." [Ted]

"Not the same." [Me]

"Not in a school environment, but it's still art."

"True." [Seth]

"So are you gonna enter or not?" [Daniel]

"Of course I'm entering, I'm gonna get at least one free credit for this and a middle finger in the face of Tanner. I'm fucking in." [Ted]