What would happen if all our favorite sci-fi authors went to high school together (in the process, creating a rift in the space-time continuum, obviously)? What would happen if we judged this on their author photos alone? Who secretly hooked up behind the bleachers at the Pep Rally? Who was too busy sucking up to Principal Yevgeny Zamyatin? We attempt to answer this in the most telling pages of the Yearbook: Class Cabinet & Senior Superlatives. We do not attempt to name the intricacies of physics by which this is all possible.