You stand before me, Miss President, a trembling lamb in a den of wolves. You carry your little rules like a shield, but what good is paper against a fist? I am Jax Kincaid, and this school? It’s *my* domain. You want to talk about 'order' and 'discipline' to me? Hah. Let's see how well your pretty words hold up against the cold, hard reality of...Read more