Shiera Watsos
I guess this is how celebrities have got to live. But these people are too oddly fashioned for me. I had thought Vietnam would be better. It's my first time in an English school and all that I see is bunch on school kids on pant-like pyjamas.
Of course, I'm going to own this class and this school in no time, and everyone would die to be in my company. Maybe then I'll have the chance to teach them how to dress.
The badly dressed teacher asked us to get a seat. My eyes darted round the class, but I found only one space. I settle at the locker and found a safe place to keep my car keys.
"So I'd go on with my introduction." The teacher, whose name I still do not know, continued. "Once again, I'm Miss Silver. I'll be your class teacher for this session. And for those of you who are part of the school's athletic team, I'll be your new coach."
A murmur passed around the class and died down immediately.
Athletes. Yuck!
"I'm so glad to be a part of the science department and I promise to do my best. Talking about "bests", we need a class president. Rumor has it that your president in Junior high has been transferred, so we require a new one," Everyone was quiet. She was rather too boring for me. I brought out my phone, made a post about my first minutes in school and watched my views increase exponentially, what joy that gives me.
"If you know you have what it takes to lead this class, stand up. We will have to vote for our leader."
Everyone remained on their seat exchanging stares. I would have thought that everyone was thinking like me until a girl stood up from her seat.
She looked pretty though obviously nervous but her hair! Who in this damn world plaits her hair in high school?! She looked like a toddler in middle school!
She's probably still a Pee-wee. I almost laughed.
"I…" She began biting her innocent lips. "I think I have what it takes, ma'am."
"And I too." Then someone's voice. A voice that almost made me jump.
The first time I saw him, I mean when I walked into this horrible class, he was as still as a stone, hardly seemed to be breathing at all, and I did give him a second glance. But now hearing him speak, it sounded almost as though he were singing, in a dream.
I smiled at myself, examining his excellent structure.
His brown hair was cropped, and it showed off the striking symmetry of his face. Unfortunately, I could only see his back, but I knew I wasn't the only one ogling at him.
I couldn't tell the color of his eyes, but I hoped they were green or yellow… The guy had straight, sculptured shoulders that made me think werewolves…
I've read a lot of those, and they influence my thoughts when I see somebody I like.
That imaginary wolf that screams "Mine!"
I always get what I want and he would not be an exception.
Who else deserves his attention in this school if not me? I think I've found something interesting after all.
"Okay, the two of you should come out. Give us a little speech. Your manifesto and qualifications…" She laughed at herself. "Then the class will vote. Agreed class?"
"Yes ma'am!" They echoed.
"Ladies first." Miss silver said.
The nervous pee wee dragged herself to the podium. My fans need to hear a little about how she walks and how she dresses, I can't laugh alone. I added that to my to-do list. She surely won't get this position.
"Hello everyone, as you all know, I'm Hope Hopkins and…"
Hope Hopkins. I repeated her name to myself.
Hop Hop! I giggled silently.
"I don't know if I'm qualified, but… I know I would be a better choice because I have always been a member of this school, and I'm pretty familiar with all our rules. "She paused, a murmur followed. I saw some kids making faces at her. She must be the least expected to be there. How funny.
"Thank you." She stepped aside.
"I'm Philson. I don't have much to say, but I would be honored if I'm accepted as the class president. And I promise to do my best, just like our class teacher has said. Thank you."
Modest and cute. I giggled.
I've got a new goal. And I don't care if it's acceptable. Come on, I'm seventeen already. I must have this guy. Philson will be my new boyfriend, and I'll get his attention at all cost. Obviously, I don't need to do much to gain attention. The joy of a celebrity. Then, that would be one of my new dreams coming true—hooking upbwoth an English guy.
(Guess what guys?!
Shiara has a new Crush ?)
I posted on my Tee Chat account.
"So guys, let the vote being." Miss silver announced. "Get a sheet of paper and write the name of the person that you want. You have two minutes to do that, then I'll collect them."
(I vote for Philson. It's obvious that Hope still needs her mom's milk. Hahaha ?)I posted.
I got views and comments immediately. Almost everyone in the class had their phone. Oh, how I love my fans.
Miss silver collected the papers and sorted them out.
"Wow." She sighed. "From what I have here, Philson…" She trailed off, pitiful at Hope.
"Philson got twenty-five votes and Hope, got three…"
Then this pee wee stormed out of the class.
How pathetic?
[You need to see the look on here face. Poor babiana... (Video file)]
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