"It's a nice town, if a little smaller and quieter than I'm used to. We have a bowling alley, and an ice-skating rink. Lacrosse is the popular sport."

That earns her a glare from the ambitious and insecure jock. 

He continues trying to dump his girlfriend. 

"I have nothing against lacrosse, and I'm actively in favour of ice skating. As stereotypical as that is."

Danny looks to be about done, but first, they have a visitor!

"Hey Solvei. Jackson, mind if I sit?"

"Yeah. Who are you?"

"Jackson, he's on the team. You're captain, you should probably keep better track of the people that matter."

"Oh, quiet guy who likes his camera. Sure, you can sit. I'm about I leave anyway."

He stands up and walks off. 

His girlfriend sniffles and returns to vacant staring.

"...Well then," says Solvei. She turns her smile on Matt. "Hi! How was math?"

"Fine, not really my thing. How was music?"

Danny arrives.

"Already ran off, I see. Sorry Solvei. Oh! And Matt, at our table. Hey man, what's up?"

"Music was good! Apparently I am a shining beacon of hope in this world because I own my own cello."

"It's unusual around here. Hey Danny."

He places his camera on the table and sits. 

"Allison, you should give Solvei an outsider's take. I'm sure us Beacon Hills natives are a bit provincial compared to you two."

"Alright. Where do I start?"

"I admit I'm slightly confused about how someone could fail to recognize a member of their own personal sports team, but perhaps I'm missing a nuance."

"Jackson is kind of a self-absorbed jerk, he mostly pays attention to his friends and his 'enemies'."

Matt snorts, and doesn't contest it. 

"He can be an idiot sometimes, and he's really bad with people. Lydia and I handle that."

"Well, fair enough. All right, Allison. Tell me everything you know and I'll look favourably upon you when one day I rule the world."

"Oh, gosh, alright. You should know that the school treats lacrosse like other schools treat football, so you're kind of expected to go to games. There isn't really a good arts program here; the music teacher tries her best but the others don't care. Mr. Harris, the English teacher, has a military background and thinks high school students are too dumb and undisciplined, so be careful. The guidance counselor, Ms. Morrell is nice, but kind of scary."

"If you have any interests, this school won't help you with them. I'm taking a photography course and classics at the local community college, I can get you some materials if you're interested in something similar in any subject."

"I might just take you up on that! Thank you both. Your position in my future empire is secure."

"Democracy has its merits."