May meant the many things. It was finally the end of freshman year, which they'd all barely survived. Eva, Eliza, and Bucky had gotten a low A on their movie project. They had turned in a few parts late and, of course, nothing was ever perfect. They weren't mad about it, mostly because it was one of the highest grades in the class. The highest score was for a movie called 'Limelight' by some senior named Molly and three other people.

Eva had shown up to football's spring training with a physical copy of the NHIAA rules and regulations. It didn't take long for her to prove to Coach that she wanted to play and there was nothing against her playing. She hung around with Zephyr and other Zombies throughout their training days.

It was the end of Bucky's junior year. People would ask him if he was ready to be a senior and graduate and he'd smile and lie, saying how excited he was to finally be graduating. Him and Addison made a list of colleges with amazing cheer programs so they could get in contact with before the next season came. They wanted the coaches and scouts to watch a performance rather than sending tapes.

It was about mid-May, Addison was in her home room with Eliza and Eva when their teacher—Mrs. Baker—called their attention. They sat right next to her desk so it wasn't like the whole class wouldn't have to listen to their conversation.

"Ladies, student government elections are coming up."

"I know," Eliza said.

"As your class moderator, I am involved with your class president and vice president and secretary. The works. And I'm not technically supposed to tell certain people to run, but I've already talked with Bree—"

"Wait, you want us to run?" Addison asked.

Mrs. Baker nodded. "My dream team is you as President, Eliza as Vice President, and Bree as Secretary. Of course, if you guys disagree—"

"Why," Eliza asked, "do you think we could work together?"

"I see you guys everyday and how you guys work together." Mrs. Baker said. "The three of you have been planning events for Zombeans."

"Oh I don't wanna be president," Addison stated. "Thank you for the consideration but…I'd be bad at it."

Eliza snorted. "You'd be amazing. I'd be horrible."

"Why do you think I said Addison should be president?" Mrs. Baker joked. "You're both incredibly smart and passionate. But Addison is caring, which you are not. Addison takes others into consideration and does her best to accommodate everyone. You're both full of ideas, yes. Addison is a people person and you, Eliza, are not."

"Oh."

Eliza glanced at Addison, who looked wildly uncomfortable with the whole conversation. "We'll get back to you," Eliza said.

"She wants you to be president?"

"That's what I said," Addison said defensively. "I'd be a horrible president."

Zed groaned and shook his head. "No, you'd be an awesome president," he said. "And I'm not just saying that because you're my girlfriend and I have to tell you nice things."

"You don't have to tell me nice things. I'm already your girlfriend." Addison pointed out.

"Still. You'd be amazing because people love you. You're nice and caring. I think it's a good idea." Zed looked at her and gouged her frowning expression. "If you don't wanna be president, don't be president."

"But if you think…"

Zed stopped and moved in front of her. Addison looked up at him, her expression pouty. "Addy, you shouldn't do something because I think it's a good idea. You should do something because you think it's a good idea."

"But…but how do I know it's a good idea if I don't get your opinion?"

"Because…because you're independent." Zed stated. "You don't need me to make decisions."

"Right," Addison said with a nod. "But…isn't the decision to make my own decisions coming from you telling me to make my own decisions?"

"Let's not overthink this!" Zed exclaimed. "Do you wanna be president?"

"I don't know!"

Zed grabbed her by the shoulders. "You need to figure it out! We will continue this later. I have to get to practice."

Addison nodded and Zed leaned in and gave her a kiss. "I'll see you later."

Zed turned and ran down the hallway; Addison watched him as he went, still with no idea what to do. She'd spent her whole life doing what other people told her to do. And now everyone was telling her to make her own decisions. That it was up to her to decide.

Addison went out to the football field and sat in the bleachers. Watching practice might help her clear her head. And if it didn't, she'd get to see Zed working out which was better.

Addison ended up making a pros and cons list while she watched practice. It was nearly a full pages by the time Zed finished on the field and in the shower. He jogged up the bleachers and plopped down next to her.

"Nice," he noted. "Made a decision yet?"

"Not at all."

"Well, you made a pros and cons list," he pointed out. "Just figure out if the pros outweigh the cons."

"There's at least four more pros than cons."

"I meant personally. Their weight in your mind. You could have one con but that con could be really horrible and the reason you don't do something."

"Oh," Addison said. "Well, they're all pretty stupid cons." She scanned over the list before adding a little reluctantly, "Except this one."

"'I don't wanna be like Mom,'" Zed read. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "This seems pretty big to me."

"It is," Addison said. "She's kind of a horrible person."

Zed ruffles his own hair. "I mean, if it were me, I probably wouldn't do it. Just because of this."

Addison nodded.

"But," he went on. "You could take everything you've learned from growing up with your mom and do better. Learn from her mistakes and be amazing. Etcetera."

"That…that is a good point." Addison said. "I could do that. Plus, it's not like it's a real government position. I won't actually be like her. It's just high school."

"Mhm."

"I think I'm gonna do it."

Zed smiled at her and gave her a peck. "Now all you have to do is win the election."

Eliza became Addison's running mate, even though they technically didn't have running mates. The two of them and Bree worked together to endorse each other in their campaign.

There was four days until voting closed and they had gathered in Zed's living room to brainstorm campaigning techniques. "You've definitely got the Zombie vote," Zed told Addison. "Of all the candidates they'd want you. And Eliza."

"What about the humans?"

"You're pretty and can sing," Zed stated. "You've got blue eyes and flawless skin. Humans love you."

Addison hummed. "Gee thanks. Glad to know I'll win for being pretty."

Zed laughed and shook his head. "Also 'cause you're smart and shit. But they'll definitely vote for you because you're pretty."

Addison rolled her eyes. "Okay. Eliza's pretty by she's so gay. And very mean."

"I am sitting right next to you."

"You are very mean, Eliza," Zoey pointed out.

"Yeah Babe, very mean."

"This is not attack Eliza hour," Eliza grumbled. "We have to win."

"Guys, just relax. We're a shoe in for this. Dynamic squad." Bree shrugged. "Let's do something fun! Like plan the movie night!"

"Yes!" Zoey exclaimed in excitement.

Addison stood up from her spot on the floor (it was actually Zed's lap but it was still on the floor). "I have to get my binder from upstairs. BRB!"

Addison returned a second later with a speaker and her planning binder. She planned all her events in the same binder, separating them by the month and putting tiny as much information down as she could.

The movie day was simple. It was the day after school ended and from seven thirty until the sun set, Bowling for Zoup would perform. Then when it was dark enough, they'd set up an outdoor movie screen and play Eliza and Eva and Bucky's movie. And, like every event Addison had planned, any money they made went straight to Zombeans.

"I grabbed my speaker so we could listen to some Bowling for Soup," Addison explained as she took her seat between Zed's legs again. "Alonzo gave me a list of twenty-one songs they could perform. Twenty of them were on Apple Music, and I added in the Phineas and Ferb theme song because it's not a summer party without it."

"What Bowling for Soup?" Eva asked.

"Not important," Addison said. "It should fill an hour and change. The only problem is that a lot of the song are inappropriate. Like wildly inappropriate. And there will be kids there."

"Zed lets me go to their concerts," Zoey pointed out.

"I'm not your dad," Zed countered. "I'm your older brother who's trying to show you some fun!"

Zoey laughed and laid down across Addison's legs. "You could put warnings!" Bree exclaimed. "Like ratings! Sorry for shouting, my bad."

"You're fine," Addison said. "That's smart. When we advertise, we could do like a design where one half shows BFZ and warns for PG-13 and the other half is for the movie and says PG."

"Who's gonna get Bonzo so we can design this?" Eliza asked.

"Please. The only guy we need is Zed because he's a comfy pillow." Addison stated. "We can design a flyer ourselves."

"Girl power!" Zoey exclaimed.

"Exactly!" Addison and Zoey high-fived.

They spent the rest of the afternoon working on plans for student council elections and the movie night in a few weeks.

"Voting closes this morning."

"I know."

"Are you nervous?"

Addison nodded. "Can we just not go to school? Who would know!"

Zed chuckled and kissed her cheek. "I have practice after school. If I'm good I might be captain next season. Though I'm afraid Evangeline might take my spot."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"I'm not leaving you here alone," Zed stated. "Besides, I'm with you all day. Just you and me, Baby."

Addison pouted and turned her face into his chest. "What if you were wrong? What if I lose? What if people don't like me?"

"Then we move on," Zed stated. "Not everyone in the world will like you. But I know lots of people who do, and that should be enough."

Addison sighed blissfully. "Why do you always know what to say?"

"It's my specialty. Now get up!"

Because they were freshman, their results were announced first. It all happened over the announcements during their last period on the Friday, two weeks before school let out.

Addison had spent the morning distracting herself by promoting her charity concert and movie night. Principal Lee never gave her permission to post flyers, so she just went around and handed them to as many students as possible. Eliza shoved folded copies in lockers and Bree stuck them to the windshield of cars.

The announcements came on at the very end of the day. Zed, Addison, and Bree were out in the bleachers, listening to the announcements with their class. The gym teacher had them running laps the whole period so they were all exhausted beyond belief, too tired to talk over the announcements.

The current school president, Jenna Tyler, spoke over the speaker. "Good afternoon Mighty Shrimp! Jenna Tyler, Your President, here with the results of class elections! We've tallied the votes three times this week. We've got your student government for next year!

"As always, the sophomore class is first. You spoke, and you guys chose your secretary as…Bree Jefferson!"

There were a series of weak whoops among their gym class. Addison didn't want to move from where she was laying mostly on the bleachers but partly on Zed's lap, but have Bree a slight kick in encouragement.

"The sophomore Vice President is…Eliza Scythes!…And your sophomore class president is…Addison Davis!"

Bree patted Addison's leg and Zed pinched her cheek. "I knew you could do it, Babe."

Addison smiled tiredly and fought the urge to sleep.