For a moment, all the students on the field gazed at Seraphina Sterling, their eyes filled with admiration!
For her courage!
For her boldness!
For her wit!
"Don't get so full of yourself! Do you really think Marshal is afraid of you? Let me tell you, he could make it impossible for you to stay in Sanford in a heartbeat! You'd better tone it down!" Crystal Marshall, seeing her chance, began to vocally support Marshal.
"Marshal, I'm quite curious about your selection criteria for this winter camp. Seeing as you even selected *this* student," Seraphina said, gesturing toward Crystal, "I can only imagine how... peculiar those standards must be! I'd really like to know, if this student were to get into a conflict with another participant and slap them across the face, how would you, as the president of the host's student council, resolve the situation?"
