In southern California, there is a sunny and verdant town, with one bowling alley, one movie theater, and one high school.
There's also one cemetery.
"Yeah? Same here. My family has a military background, both sides. My dad comes from a long line of soldiers and hunters. There's always been guns in the house."
"It's...an interesting way to grow up for sure."
"It was. Anyway, if we can find one or two more recruits, I think we can get this thing started."
"And if Coach Finstock won't do it, it's not like we don't have other options. Mr. Harris almost got arrested, he'd love to rebuild his reputation."
"Chemistry teacher right? Sponsoring an archery team seems useful. Possibly less so if we're all female..."
"Maybe. I'd rather a man I can control than one I can't."
"I like your style."
"Anyway, if you find anyone else who might be interested, let me know."
The conversation moves on to Jackson, Lydia's ex, who no longer sits with them. He's terrible. Awful.
Allison doesn't contribute much to this conversation, mostly nodding and making sounds of agreement between bites.
Jay might not be able to contribute much to the conversation, but she's always one for gathering intel- sorry, gossip.
Jackson! First he tries to get with her new best friend ("Sorry, Allison, that you had to go through that."), then he dumps her just before the winter formal, and then he doesn't even visit her in the hospital!
-Jeez, yeah, the guy sounds like a dick. Although Jay was half-lead to believe that that actually summed up most boys during their teenage years.
Eventually, Lydia finishes her griping, and Allison finishes her lunch.
Jay has more classes, but none of them involve meeting exciting new locals.
(There is one with a local werewolf, but he doesn't engage.)