This story is inspired a bit by the Natasha Beddingfield song "Who Knows" and is from Misaki's POV.

"…" - Spoken words

Italics- Thoughts

Chapter 1

Distraction

"Usui for the hundredth time, this is not a playground." said a certain student council president.

"But Misa-chan, I'm bored!" A blond haired, green eyed young man whined.

Misaki, the student council president, sighed but otherwise ignored him. She was used to his theatrics. He was nothing but a perverted outer space human. Misaki knew if she gave into Usui now, she would never have any peace. She turned back to her work and began filling out the top page of her stack. She didn't understand why Usui was always hanging around the student council room. He did nothing but bother her and distract her from her work. She had a hard enough time getting the work done on time since she had to work a lot to help out her family. But it was more than his incessant whining for her attention that distracted her. Somehow, his very presence in the room made it hard to concentrate. She couldn't put her finger on why.

She sighed again and began to fill out the next page of her paper work when suddenly she felt a pair of arms around her shoulder and warm breath on her neck.

"Can't stop thinking about me can you Prez?" Usui's said in her ear

"Uggg…would you get off me! I have to finish these before I go to work!" Misaki said while struggling against his grip.

"Well, you must be thinking of me, because why would you sigh like that?" Usui said. She could hear the smirk she was sure was on his face in his voice

"WHO WOULD THINK ABOUT YOU IDIOT PERVERT!" Misaki shouted with her face growing redder by the second.

"Well, I think about you all the time." Usui said silkily in her ear. If it were possible, Misaki blushed even harder

"Would you let me finish this? I have to get this done!" Misaki snapped.

She glanced down at her watch.

"Oh wonderful! I have to get to work and I only got two pages done. Now I'm going to be up all night!"

She finally managed to free herself from Usui's grip, picked up her stack of papers, put them in a folder and threw the folder in her bag. She stood up and put the bag on her shoulder. Without so much as a backward glance, she stalked out of the room. Usui simply chuckled to himself and followed her to Maid Latte.

Well here is the first chapter of my new ff! I hope you all enjoy it! Please R and R!