The alarm clock on my nightstand went off and before I could do anything I had to turn it off.

Sluggishly, I raise my arm to have it fall down on the off button. I've been in this world for so long and the tech has changed so much. We now use thin cylinders to project a holographic, interactive screen and/or keyboard, instead of computers. That doesn't even begin to describe the monitoring glasses, I, and every other kid at the school wears. They seem to to be thin, white framed glasses, however when someone wears them they monitor an individual's health and emotional conditions. It has become a requirement for us to wear them. It had taken forever but, I learned how to trick the system into believing what I wanted it to register as my emotional state.

I pulled out my school uniform and threw it on. Looking at myself in the mirror, I noted how my by lightly tanned skin seemed lighter than usual. Everything else was the same as usual. The same cream color of the jacket complimented my hair, and the black skirt was still too high for my liking. Groaning, I remember losing the debate on removing the school uniforms. The mirror reflected my blue eyes. Although they held no warmth, they weren't cold. Just empty.

Shaking off my thoughts I put on my monitoring glasses and look at the list of students I had on my computer.

Student Body President - Tsukino, Hakaru

Student Body Vice President - To be determined

I may be president but I still had to decide on who was going to be my next Vice President. Everyone who I'd pick was human and had passed on fairly quickly. The last time someone had come to this world was so many years ago, that I had stopped counting them.

After scrolling down the list I stopped while arriving at a name I had never seen before, Mareo, Noda. Another person had come to this high school purgatory. I quickly wrote down his name and ran to the teacher's lounge.

The teachers had been idly chatting when I came in, breathing heavily. They all turned to look at me, "Oh, hello Tsukino!" The principal said. "Have you chosen a Vice President yet?" I nodded in reply. "Well, what's their name?" He asked. I handed the scrap of paper to him. He took it, and after reading it over he chuckled. "Mareo, Noda." He said, "You really did want a smart one, aye?" I gave him a convincing, confused look. He always said that about any student I picked, even if they had the lowest score in their class. "Well okay then." He said, turning and walking away. I quickly rushed out to the door and headed towards the cafeteria.

While walking through the halls I heard some one yelling, "Where am I! What is this place?! Why aren't I dead!" I rushed towards the guy yelling. He was in the hallway, pinning a girl to the wall by the throat. "Tell me you-"

Before could finish his sentence I cleared my throat, grabbing his attention. "Excuse me, but she doesn't know." I said in a more matter of factly manner than I was aiming for. "May you please put her down?" I asked politely, giving a slight tilt of my head. I was lucky when he complied and began charging towards me, grabbing me by the neck and pinning me to the wall. "You may wanna do this somewhere else, that girl will go get the teachers."

"All the more reason to stay," He said sneering, "I'll use you as a hostage while interrogating the teachers."

I'd admit that there was some logic to that, however... "They won't know anything. You and I are the only ones aware that you're suppose to be dead." I began mentally cursing the fact I was using such adept phrasing, subconsciously. I took a long look at him, he had light blonde and had striking green eyes. His physique was of a rather stiff and thin, but had toned muscles. "It won't be good." I warned him. It was too late though, a teacher had just ran down the hallway.

"President!" The annoying student shouted.

The teacher was furious, "Put her down this instant and come with me Takahashi!"

I noticed the name, but ignored it for the time being. Addressing the teacher that had just come in I came up with an excuse. "Oh, um sorry Mr. Aoi, we were rehearsing for a skit and got a little to carried away with the our roles." I chuckled, "You know how I am when it comes to acting." He gave an unsure nod but insisted that this Takahashi put me down.

After he had finally set me on the ground again, I told him to follow me. "If you want to understand what's going on, I suggest you follow me." I had lost most of my emotions over the course of being this world for so long that I must've sounded liked the previous president. What was her name again? I can't remember. I shrugged it off and began walking to the gym, this Takahashi, following me.

Once we got to the room I leaned against the wall. "So, Takahashi is it?"

"Yeah, what of it?" He stated. His voice clearly had anger, frustration irritation, and annoyance in it. However, like everyone else who I'd met hidden underneath it was sorrow and despair.

"Well, I'm the student body president, I like to know who the students are." I said slightly smugly be for giving a light-hearted laugh at his expression. "Anyway, you had something in your past that was depressing or bad that's made you curse God right?" I said, now grabbing his attention. "The point of this world is to over come those feelings and thoughts. Once you've done that, you're reborn in the world." I gave him a friendly smile, and tilted my head slightly to the left. "If you need anything you can ask me, okay?"

He was wearing an expression of pure anger and hatred when he replied, or shall I say yelled. "What the hell do you mean get over it! You don't know what I've been through! I can't just get over it! I've been trying to for years! It's impossible for me to just forgive God or accept it! I can't and I don't think I ever will!"

Giving him a knowing smile, I said, "I know, that's why I'm here."

"What do you mean by that?"

With a tilt of my head, and a light blush I said, "To help of course!" Before anything else was said though, a loud shouts came from the hallway. Turning my head towards the door, and back at Takahashi. "Excuse me please."

As I entered the halls and moved about them, the yelling soon became much clearer. The content however, threw me off guard. "Where is the President! WHERE IS THAT F****** ANGEL! I KNOW YOU'RE HERE! SHOW ME TO THIS D*** GOD OF YOURS!"

The yelling continued, and I followed. Upon arriving I cleared my throat and said, "Hello, I'm the student body president. How may I help you?"