"What the bloody..."

There was another stack of fresh and crisp papers on his desk. Who put it there? No one knows, but for sure it'll increase the stress levels of Mr. President of the Student Council.

Face filled with controlled anger, Arthur walked towards his desk. "First I finish my paperwork, go to the bathroom, then suddenly, poof! A huge stack of unnecessary papers appear on my desk!" He grabbed the first one then read the nonsensical requests that groups have written. "Shorter skirts for the cheering squad? Those wankers better know what they're asking for! Our cheering squad have the shortest skirts I've ever seen! " He crumpled the paper and threw it into the nearest trash can. "More funds for the chess club? What else do those bloody gits do besides playing chess?" He crumpled the next paper, and threw it into the nearest trash can. This time it missed.

While Arthur complained about all the dumb requests that were made, a Frenchman entered the Student Council Lounge unnoticed. He smiled slightly while observing the very busy President.

"More funds for the Literature club…? I guess they deserve more funds… how else can they but more books to read?" Arthur sat down and considered the request. That's when he noticed Francis staring at him.

"Don't you think that it's a bit unfair?" asked Francis. He still smiled at the ever serious President, obviously not interested at listening to him.

Arthur didn't even look at him in the eye. "What this bloody school needs is more books on English literature and proper behaviour. These American gits have always been causing trouble…"

He sighed heavily, then looked at Francis who was chuckling while reading some of the requests.

"And you, French Frog, have done nothing in order to improve this schools overall behaviour. What's worse is that you and your bastard friends Gilbert and Antonio are making it worse! As an officer of the student council, you need to be at your best behaviour! I do not want to see you flirting with those ghastly flirty girls anymore! Keep your reputation as the Secretary of our government!"

Francis glanced at Arthur. He was wearing the usual, his long sleeved (a bit too big for him) and extremely formal polo, with a necktie that would make the fashionable girls scream in agony. His hair was slicked back (remember the time when he was in Italy?) and he wore thick rimmed and thick-glassed glasses that made him look like a total geek.

His appearance plus his personality made people dislike him, even though he was the President of the student council.

"Sometimes I wonder, mon ami, why people have chosen you to be our president," said Francis, while staring at him from his toes to his head. "You are not the most preferred by our girls, and you are most definitely not liked by most males. Did something happen during the election? Perhaps, maybe – "

SMACK!

"Ouch!"

"Do not speak of me like that, you Frog, or you'll get more than just simple whacking!" said Arthur with a heavy British accent.

The blonde Frenchman laughed at the reaction of his friend, then put his arm around the President's shoulder. "Calm down, Arthur! If you keep on letting your (monstrously humongous) eyebrows meet, you'll get old easily."

The Brit calmed down and he sat on his chair. So many papers to sign. So much work to do, with so little time.

"Oh, by the way, how is your brother?"

Arthur raised an eyebrow. "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing. I'm just interested. He seems to start liking girls you know. I once caught him flirting with some cute girl near the school park."

"Argh, he has? When I see him, I swear to my nation that – "

A cell phone ring was heard. Francis immediately picked up his phone to see who it was.

"Oh, it's a message from my German friend. I have to go now, eyebrows. Bye~!

Francis quickly grabbed his coat and started on his way.

"Hey, wait you bloody frog! We still have to finish the papers!"

And from afar, the frog replied:

"BYEEE~!"

"Riley, I'm home…"

"Where'you been'at, sis? It's been bucketin' so I hope ya' brought an umbrella."

Arthur scowled. "I have said this again and again, and now for the hundredth time… Riley… do not call me 'sis!'" Arthur wiped his blonde hair with towel he found lying on the couch.

The Irish lad looked at his tired sister. Oh boy. Looks like she's stressed from all the work she has by being the Student council president of their school.

"Alice…," he soothed, "as your li'l brother, I have every right to call you my sister. You're a girl, plus, we're related ya' bullhead!"

Alice (Arthur's real name) regained her composure. Then, she spoke with her very male voice. "That sister of yours has died a long time ago, git. Ever since Mom and Dad left us, I have become a male!"

Riley couldn't argue with her. He was too tired to do the same argument over and over again, but no matter what happens, he still calls Alice 'sis'.

Their father left with their eldest brother and the two youngest boys in the family. It was a painful event for the children: being separated siblings.

Because of this, their mother became both mad and crazy. She was so devastated that she did all kinds of things that could kill her.

She died eventually, by ingesting cyanide.

The poor Alice was left with her tiny and innocent little brother. Ever since their mother died, she took care of him and did everything to raise him well. She couldn't do it entirely as a female though, for she knew that there are unequal rights when it comes to gender. There is also this helpful scholarship that is enough for both of them, but it was only exclusive to boys.

So, she turned her whole self into a man, in mind, spirit, voice, behaviour, personality and outside appearance. She has become very serious about this that sometimes she forgets that she was once a girl.

But of course, Riley is always their trying to revive her lost sister.

"Hey Alice, I'm going to sleep ahead, yah? I need to be early for tomorrow. I caught rotten this certain lad and imma' havta' deal with him tomorrow."

He left her doing her usual routine, and slept soundly on his bed.

"Good night, Riley. Sweet dreams…", whispered Alice as she continued to do her work.

Tomorrow was going to be a big day. Since the officer with the lowest rank backed out due to family problems, they had to replace him by doing another election. Two people were determined to get this position, but it was only for fame and girls. None of these two have potential in doing responsibility, and Alice knows that they will just cause trouble.

The first person is the Frog's friend, Gilbert. He is a handsome German bully who loves to step on others people. But girls love him anyway.

The next person was an American who is the quarterback of this year's football team. His name is Alfred Jones, and is known to be the most wanted guy for girls in their school.

"Great… just great. Now I would have to add one of these two airheads to my government…"