Victor had the good sense not to agitate anyone nor did anyone give any half assed comment about my presence in the Arts hall.
Kylian had made it clear that I was near invaluable to his campaign team.
We stayed for an hour more, going in extensive plans and strategies.
A marker board was pulled up to the front, with venn diagrams, cue stickers and marked names of opposing candidates.
Kylian was popular as was his choice of campaign partners but there was one other who could have almost the same shot at getting the popular votes.
Marjorie Emerson. She was Saint-Ambrose's sweetheart; the faculty adored her, smart and had won last year's swimming championship for the district.
And she was riding that fame for her campaign.
Word was that Rachel Maslow had pegged her support for her.
