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[indent]Being the class president and all… wasn’t really [i]that[/i] great. The old disney show made it seem WAY cooler than it actually [i]was[/i]. There weren’t [i]any[/i] sweet perks, she didn’t get to control the school lunches like in that episode of American Dad… really, what did she get to do again? Right, write on the whiteboard. Maybe she could convince the Principal to give her a private jet. She could like… do not a whole lot with it. Maybe a helicopter would be better, yeah? She could fly [i]that[/i] from her house to school and park it atop the store. That’d be alright, Mariah figured.

She fumbled around in her sweatshirt pocket and withdrew a green apple gummy bear, popping it into her mouth. Chewing thoughtfully, Desi stepped up to the whiteboard and uncapped the marker that Jareth had handed her before he disappeared with Remy to do… whatever it was they did behind closed doors. Gross, it was probably gross.

She wrote on the board carefully, and in neat, large block writing began to compose a list a list:

[center][color=0ed3af][b]Amsterdam: I
Jamaica: I
Swiss Alps:[/b][/color][/center]

Here she paused for a moment, wondering how many ticks the Alps got. Winnie’s of course. But would Lala just blindly vote with her boyfriend? Eh, probably. She probably would. Without actually asking, Mariah returned to her list:

[center][color=0ed3af][b]Amsterdam: I
Jamaica: I
Swiss Alps: III
Italy: I
Santorini: I
Hawaii: I
LA: I
Europ[/b][/color][/center]

Here, the president paused again. She pursed her lips for a moment, before ultimately smudging Europe away, deciding to consolidate Madi’s vote with Nick’s. Finally, ticking her own vote (Jamaica, if only so she could get a hilarious t-shirt that said ‘Jamaican me crazy!’), Mariah finished her list.

[center][color=0ed3af][b]Amsterdam: I
Jamaica: II
Swiss Alps: III
Italy: II
Santorini: I
Hawaii: I
LA: I[/b][/color][/center]

[color=0ed3af][b]”So there’s all the suggested places. All good places, you know… except for the fact that… One little detail we forgot in our spamming of our [i]incredibly expensive tourist destinations…[/i]”[/b][/color] Mariah sighed and scribbled on the board (in her normal handwriting, a bit less uniform than the actual list):

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She closed the marker and tapped at the words she’d wrote on the board fervently. [color=0ed3af][b]”First things first. We gotta get some cash because we are straight broke, man. We got about enough cash to buy Jar some skinny jeans from Hot Topic, and maybe like each of us a Frostee from Wendy’s. One of the cheap-o 99 cent ones. Except for Jar. In this scenario, Jar is getting skinny jeans. Not a Frostee. Sorry, bud. And we gotta do this [i]right[/i]. Which means! Yes, Winnie, I’m lookin’ at you. We can’t have our rich parents bail out our poor asses,”[/b][/color] a wink and a smile and Mariah clasped her hands together.

[color=0ed3af][b]”So, before we do anything like… decision wise on where we go… we should get some capital. We got time to pick a place, but hey, Gramps always says time is money — bear in mind that Gramps [i]also[/i] says ‘Wee-Fe’ instead of Wi-Fi, so take this as you will — anyway, my point is. Time is money, and we’re wasting time circle jerking about where we should go instead of focusing on the here —”[/b][/color] Mariah tapped the words she’d written on the board again. [color=0ed3af][b]”— and now. Any questions?”[/b][/color][/indent]