AN: TheAwesomePokeSpeAuthors don't own Pokemon, if we did, the English edition of the manga would be published at the same time as the Japanese version is released.

Unknown P.O.V.

Ah, blissful sleep. In only a few days though, I guess I have to return to my studies, this year especially. The school definitely isn't going to let their own Student Council President slack off in his senior year.

But lo and behold, my sleep and I were not meant to be; for now I can feel my body awakening and coming out of its short slumber. I can hear the melodious voice of my beautiful Vice President calling out to awaken me, until...

"HEY IDIOT, WAKE UP! You can't be sleeping now. Your beginning of the year speech is gonna happen without you if we don't leave soon." I could literally feel my Vice President moving the air around me with all her yelling.

"Ok... ok… I'm up. Happy now?" I complained as I prayed for my ears to stop ringing. I took a step forward towards my Vice President, and spread out my arms. "How do I look?"

I was quickly sorry. She began firing off words at me. "Well first, your hair is standing on edge, your collar is crooked, you have drool on your face and shirt sleeve, crumbs from lunch are stuck to your tie, also, your tie is almost undone, and your shirt is all wrinkled." She stepped around the desk and fiddled with my hair.

She smiled softly as she fixed my tie. "Honestly," she began. "I don't know what you would do without me."

"Let's see, I'd be completely disorganized, probably not be Student Council President, and-" I took a sudden step towards her and I bent down slightly so that we were face to face. "I wouldn't be completely enamored by such a beautiful young woman."

I gave her a chaste kiss on the lips and turned to face the large window behind my desk, but out of the corner of my eye, I could see her turning beet red.

"Ummm..." I could hear the embarrassment in her voice while I looked out on the empty central courtyard. "Y-you know those reports that we got the other day? What did the headmaster have to say?"

I sharply turned to face her. "What reports? I haven't gotten any reports for the last three or four days." I furrowed my brow and suddenly grew worried. Anything sent from the headmaster had to be important. Since he travels the world while school is not in session, he's almost impossible to track down.

"What do you mean? I left them on your desk. Right where you could see them. It was a manila envelope, almost a half inch thick. It had something stamped on it in red ink. it was like 'do not open: student council only' or something like that." I could hear the worry in her voice.

In an instant we both came the same conclusion, seemingly at the same time. I felt my face flush and her eyes grow wide.

"That means that-"

"-Someone took it."

"But, why?"

"Who cares?" I grinned, "this just makes the school year this much more exciting." I paused. "Plus," I devilishly smiled, "whoever it was, they'll learn to never cross the Student Council."

My Vice President gave me an embarrassed look, "You look like an idiot right now," she took a step forward and gave me a hug, "but that's what makes you so cute."

It was my turn to blush as I felt my face grow warm. "Ah..." I had no words to say, so I just put my hands around her and hugged her tightly to me. We stood there until we heard the bell tower toll 9 o'clock.

"Wait…" I began. "What time did the opening ceremony start at?"

"Well, it started..." she glanced down at her watch. "Just about thirty seconds ago..."

I blankly stared at her for a few moments.

"Wait, my speech should be starting right now?" I began to think of the consequences of me being late.

She smiled with that smile of her's that she knew that I hated to love. "Yep! I said that if we don't leave soon we'll be late." Her voice suddenly became condescending and motherly. "So this is your fault not mine."

I stood there for a moment out of pure shock. I shook my head laughing. I took my Vice President by the hand.

"You know what?" I asked. "Screw it. It's our senior year. We can have some fun can't we?"

My Vice President started laughing. "Well, At least let's start heading over before they send out the search parties."

The two of us made our way down the hallway to the gym, where we suspected we'd find several fuming teachers and a disgruntled student audience, but we didn't really care. We were seniors, and we thought that we could do anything.

AN: We're never really sure when we'll update, but we'll shoot for updating once a week, so just try your best to deal with us.