Misfits with Authority and Dominance (MAD) Club

[Charlie Jones]

Charlie sat back in the prefect's lounge and took it all in. "How's this possible?" She said outloud. Yet again she was voted prefect (if that's what one called it--voting), and she was... prefect. Didn't they know her reputation? Sure, she was a teamleader-- though still co-captain as fate never chose her. But come on!

And so, to help the others with their confusion, Charlie set up a little parchment tag saying "The Misfits with Authority and Dominance Club" Or better put, MAD.

Waiting for one of them come by and join her club, she sat back on a couch, reading a quidditch magazine.

(Welcomed to join if you're a misfit and crazy AND a prefect )

[Drew Thornton]

"Hey, that's mine!" Drew cried out, seeing Charlie reading his Quidditch Quarterly. He hadn't frequented the Prefect's lounge much (once or twice to check the bounciness of the couches) and had come back this time only to pick up his magazine.

"Did you see the article on the All-Stars?" Drew asked, taking a seat opposite from her. "Why they get all of the publicity, I don't know. They haven't made a championship in ten years. Their seeker sucks."

[Charlie Jones]

"You say the seeker, I say the beaters," Charlie said as she put the magazine down. "They put us to so much shame. I could do it so much better than them."

Narrowing her eyes at Drew, she examined his qualifications for the club. "Hey, You wanna join MAD?"

[Drew Thornton]

"HECK yeah," Drew agreed. "You and me both. Heck, even the Huffles have better beaters."

"So, what's MAD?" he asked, looking at her intently. He had heard of some crazy clubs from past years and didn't want to join anything stupid.

[Hiro McVeil]

Hiro had been in the bath, a great way to not worry about stress for a while, and had been drying off when he realized he wasn't alone. A few minutes later he entered the main area in his clothes, a towel wrapped around his shoulders to prevent his hair from getting his shirt wet, his swimsuit was hung over the side of the bath to dry.

"Reina Diablo is often." Hiro answered Drew. "Crazy people are too."

[Charlie Jones]

"I gotta agree with the Reina description, but that's not what I mean," Charlie said as Hiro walked in. "I need members for my new club, the Misfits with Authority and Dominance club. Or... the MAD club." She waved out her hands as if she did a wonderful presentation for potential members.

[Drew Thornton]

"Reina is crazy, so that was kind of redundant there," Drew answered Hiro with a wide smile.

"I'm with you so far," Drew told Charlie. "Except for maybe the misfits part of it. So what exactly is it about? What kind of stuff do we have to do?"

[Charlie Jones]

Charlie scoffed, thinking that she didn't find it necessary for her to think of anything past a point. "Dunno. Meetings in here where we just chill and figure how we go in here in the first place." She nodded, quite-so satisfied with her ideas so far. "You got anything better?"

[Hiro McVeil]

"You mean like duties that we should all be working on?" Hiro said sarcastically. "No I think this's the best way to spend our time as prefects."

[Drew Thornton]

"Duties..." Drew agreed. "Like how to make the firsties bring us breakfast in bed every morning, right?" This was something he was still working on. So far, Jase wasn't buying it.

[Charlie Jones]

"I like where your head's at!" Charlie snapped her fingers like some hot shot executive. "We can try to use our authority and dominance to get the most of the the advantages." She nodded furiously, happy with the first meeting's progress.

[Drew Thornton]

"There are a couple of kids who need to learn to mind their own business," Drew suggested. Actually, he could think of quite a few people who needed to keep their noses to themselves.

It was really his civic duty to see this was done...

[Charlie Jones]

"I think this club's gonna be a success," Charlie said, as she wrote on the back cover of the Drew's Quidditch Quarterly with the ideas being spilled out. "So are you guys in or out? I'll put you guys as VPs if you want. 'Course, I'm going to be the president," she added confidently.

[Drew Thornton]

"HEY! Not on my magazine!" Drew shouted, grabbing it away from her. "I haven't finished reading it yet!" He found some other magazine lying around and tossed that one to her instead.

[Charlie Jones]

Charlie looked at it and scrunched her nose. "Witch Weekly? As if," she tossed it out the way and tried to reach for the quidditch magazine as she already had written a few words on it. "You in or not?" she asked again while still trying to grab it.