If there was one thing Buck was good at, it was being a large presence.
One thing he’s not good at though? Doing it in a respectable way sometimes.
So, when the StuCo elections start to come around, it’s hard for him to keep a calm facade as he stands on a crate at the center of campus, holding...
Misty was holding her StaryuBucks iced coffee (extra caramel pumps and milk, because she never actually liked coffee black) while walking to the Teachers lounge to go over her lesson plan for her first class. She was both nervous and excited to do it, but that was least of her concerns. The hallway was crowded, and as much as she was saying "excuse me" and "pardon me" and once "Hey! Watch your hands!" when she was positive she felt a hand on her butt, it was getting slightly annoying. That's when she noticed a kid with a pisstripe in his hair handing out flyers. "That explains it..." she muttered to herself, and the child in question happened to hand her a flyer She took it with her free hand and looked "So you're Buck? Huh. Never would've figured that name with that hairstyle of yours" she chuckled. "Tell me, what's your goal if you make it into StuCo, kid?"














