Ms. Pershing tries to "upgrade" the school.

You sit in the auditorium next to Chris and Luna as the space fills with all your girlfriends. Everyone has been called here, from the Night School to the faculty, and you've been waiting for an hour after school was supposed to end.

"What's this supposed to be about?" You ask Chris.

"The email just said to come here," Chris says. "I got no idea."

Luna makes a loud yawn. "This had better be important. It's a full moon tonight, and I didn't sleep this morning."

Everyone goes silent as Ms. Pershing takes the stage alongside Ms. Cherry. Sasha taps the microphone before getting started. "Good afternoon, everyone. I've called this meeting due to our...let's call it 'shared paths in life.'"

Denise's voice pipes up from the crowd. "You can say that we're all dating Sam! Everyone here knows!"

Sasha pinches the bridge of her nose. "Thank you, Denise. Anyway, we're all aware that graduation is happening soon. Which means that this family that we have found for ourselves is in serious trouble."

The girls all share various sounds of annoyance, anger, and even despair.

"Yes, my thoughts exactly," Sasha says. "But here is the good news. I have been discussing some solutions with Principal Cherry here and we think we have the perfect answer. Having analyzed the campus and realizing that we are practically a in a college city, Ms. Cherry and I have decided to transform this high school into a college campus."

Dorothy races up to the microphone in excitement, nearly knocking over Sasha. "That's right, ladies and gentleman!" She gives you a finger wave. "A little hard work, a few paint jobs, and we'll all have a way to live on without leaving the ones we love!"

You and the girls all jump to your feet cheering and applauding. Chris grabs you in a hug that nearly breaks your spine in half and gives you a happy kiss. Luna spins you around and kisses you before giving a playful lick to your cheek.

The microphone feedback breaks the celebration. You look back on the stage to see Sasha has taken it back from Dorothy. "Thank you, Ms. Cherry, and I'm sorry, but you'll notice I said that was the good news. The bad news is, as Dorothy so 'elegantly' said, it will take hard work in order to upgrade this campus. Quite a lot, in fact."

Rebecca chimes in from the crowd. "What, do you need some money? I've got enough to pay for this place to be remodeled until it's a nursing home!"

Laughter breaks out before Sasha continues. "Thank you, Rebecca, but that's not the only obstacle. There's the matter of construction, getting permits, and getting more students to attend this new college so we can have the tuition money to keep it running. I'm sure many of you have noticed how few men work or attend this school, and how almost everyone seems to be in senior year."

Some of the girls mutter and mumble to each other. "Hey, yeah," Chris says. "I don't think anyone I've been friends with isn't an adult."

You hear Alice's voice from the back. "I'm pretty sure Dana's mentally a kid!"

"WHY YOU LITTLE -!" Dana leaps over several rows and piles onto Alice. It takes several girls to pry her off and end the fight.

"You see, things like that are why we need to scramble for support!" Sasha says.

"Well, that," Dorothy agrees. "And the fact that our...'escapades' have gathered some attention."

A lot of the girls turn to glare at Brittany, who is texting on her phone. She slowly notices the attention and looks up. "...what?"

"Ms. Pershing?" Tammy calls. "No one really knows about us, right? I mean, it can't be that bad."

"They may not know," Sasha says. "But there are stories that have gone viral. Let's see: the sports festival that became an orgy, the field trips that ended with everyone coming back naked, the holidays that somehow became as raunchy as Valentine's Day...oh! And those crazy inventions you've made with the others! Or do I have to remind you about the piranha-moths and the invisibility formula?!"

"Still not over that last one!" Jennifer shouts, her clothes floating in midair with the arms crossed.

Dorothy swipes the microphone again. "Soooo, down to the real reason we're here: ideas, people! Let me hear 'em!"