Andria's POV
She left the stage for other form teachers to present their class results, and as soon as they finished, the headmistress took over the microphone.
"Now I would give the microphone to the student council president to comment on the results, and also make other announcements."
I stood slowly, making sure I stared into Allison's eyes. I couldn't get enough of the priceless expression on her face.
"I know the results might not be what some of you expected," I began, facing the class. "But this is not the end. It's only the beginning.
You don't expect your student council president to be a failure, do you?" I asked, staring at each of them, whispering into each other's eyes.
"It will be such a shame and disaster to Ashwood Academy. I can't wait to serve all of you in other ways."
All eyes were on me, even Allison's angry gaze. I'm sure she was literally dying in her seat, witnessing me steal the spotlight, which she once possessed.
