Criston sat in the gymnasium, a few of the usual girls around him. Stupid Rackshaw, calling him out like that. Still... Criston managed a small smile, chuckling a bit. He knew Rackshaw meant nothing by it, he was teasing him. Considering he'd been here forever it seemed like. He'd lived here all his life. From the moment he was born, Athalia was his home. His mom was 20 when he was born. He never really found out who his father was. Some nameless nobody now. He'd left Maria a few years after Criston was born. Probably dead by now. According to his mom, Criston's father was always a bit of a coward. Criston took in a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. He'd always gotten nervous and stiff thinking about his dad and it didn't help that he had to get up and address the students. He stood slowly, turning around to look at everyone, a smile on his face, a flash of white. He let out a small breath and smiled down at the girls next to him. [b]"Excuse me..."[/b] He told them as he passed by, making small contact with them. He laughed at their now red faces and continued up to the podium. When he arrived, he grinned at them all and leaned down toward the mic. [b]"Hi. I'm Criston. Student Body President. I'm [i]suppose[/i] to give you an inspiring speech here but... I dunno. I think you've listened to enough. Time to go out and live it, eh?"[/b] He began, chuckling at himself. The girls all yelled and cooed at him, waving their hands. He simply smiled and waved at them, a cool smile on his face. [b]"There is one thing I want to say though..."[/b] He began, suddenly looking very serious. [b]"Party in the Student Center! All students are invited! 9PM tonight! Bring a friend!"[/b] He yelled, grinning again at the crowd before walking down and leaving, the girls already at his tail. He smiled. [i]This is going to be a [b]great[/b] year.[/i]