Hey guyss. I am very sorry for not bEing able to update regularly. It's just a matter of priorities. I hope you guys understand. Please bare with me.
This chapter will show Flora and Helia... but I am sorry again because it's not entirely about them. I promise this story is still about them. These chapters will pay off. I PROMISE. tHIS WILL SHOW MORE ON THE PROCESS OF HOW THEY WILL GET CLOSER...
THIS CHAPTER WILL INCLUDE THE RESULTS OF THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION...
This chapter contains mature language.
It was over. Voting was over. Whatever numbers were in that box cannot be changed anymore. Not even Woods' power can revise. That sealed box containing names of mixed opinions. Mixed opinions; the voices of Red Fountain students.
The box stood there proud, holding the whole school's future in them. Holding the ultimate decision on whom should govern the school as student body president. It was painted maroon, white and red. With the school logo shining with all it's pride.
There it was displayed in the middle of the stage in front of the students of all years gathered to hear the name of their new student body president.
Seated on the extreme right of the audience were the squad. Brandon's team who arguably felt the same emotions as him. Also at the right was Nicholas' team, looking bitchy as always, especially with extra bitchy attitude courtesy of Nicole.
"Now, before we introduce out two candidates. I would like to thank their teams who helped make this year's leader election a success. Let us give them a round of applause." Headmaster Saladin said through the microphone before the all the Red Fountain students clapped their hands for both sides' team.
In Brandon's team, everyone smiled. Stella, who sat in the very front row almost let a tear slip down knowing how far they've come with her boyfriend's candidacy. From restless summer days to sleepless school nights. The efforts and hardships inserted through just to come down to this one moment.
"Now may I introduce your two candidates for this year's election. Brandon Lynphea and Nicholas Woods." The Headmaster continued.
They walked on stage greeting the old gentleman who was holding the results from the voting earlier.
Brandon stood tall wearing a formal button up designed in an off white base and tiny red detailing. He sponsored black and red shoes with formal jeans.
Nicholas wore a maroon jacket over an off white t-shirt with black slacks and black shoes.
They looked confident, very civilized. They 'looked' like they were. Only in the inside were they feeling like a riot. A nervous wreck. Even Nicholas made a look too familiar for Flora not to know that he was obviously anxious of the things about to happen.
First up to give their last speech was the humble Lynphea.
"Good Day to everyone. I am Brandon Lynphea Ballot #1. Firstly, I would like to give appreciation to my wonderful friends who stood by me throughout my candidacy. Thank you for your efforts, time and endless support. I also want to thank all of you, this esteemed student body who voted in this year's election. Not only for me but for my opponent as well. May I say that this year's elected president may guide you willingly into the right path towards a brighter future for our campus. May that person practice only good traits for the benefit of all. May that person be me or Nicholas." Brandon stated, smiling then turned his gaze to his opponent behind him.
Everyone clapped, even a small smile was seen on Nicholas' face once Brandon left the podium.
"I would like to say thank you to my team; my sister and her friends. My friends from Anthony to Roy who stuck with me through it all. Thank you for voting, voting for the right choice. Whoever may that right choice be, shall be a good leader to the whole student body. Thank you to the school administration for approving my party tactics. Thank you for all the trust you have all given me. Thank you." He finished his speech with the right side of the auditorium cheering all out for him. It was the jocks, his loud and rowdy jocks.
He stepped back, beside his opponent. Despite this very rare humble and modest publicity observed from Nicholas, he still had at least a pint of evilness lingering inside his head.
"Now for the moment we have all been waiting for." Saladin automatically silenced the auditorium.
"Student body president for Red Fountain Student Government for this school year is..." The white haired male set aside his staff.
He opened the envelope. The white enveloped Brandon and Nicholas was staring at for minutes now. It was the time. The time for the truth. The real, final decision they couldn't change. Whatever that will come out of Headmaster Knightley's mouth will be the legitimate answer.
"Welcome your new President; Brandon Lynphea!"
It all seemed slow. Everything was in slow motion, despite that his heart paced normally in the stretched motion. The crowd clapped. His team cheered. They stood up with huge smiles on their faces. Not far from their area was eyes rolling, V shaped eyebrows and stares.
Nicholas was smiling. Behind that faint smile was a person enraged of loss. He knew, he thought. He thought he knew that he would win against a senior who placed low in the Social Hierarchy.
Brandon had a smile brighter than the sun. He started sweating, realizing the pressure of competing lifted but obligations as a leader settled. He approached Helia's grandfather and shaked his hand.
What happened there was a total blur. At least in memory. Luckily for them, Timmy recorded the whole event due to his duties as school documentation committee leader.
The whole campus felt like a party. All the noise, the jumping and smiling. The group had basically debated hardly on the two options of them to skip class and celebrate or not. Then right after school is where the real party started. The Fruitti Music Bar was even more lit as ever. Musa, as usual gave a little treat for the people who came. Even the notorious Roy Jackson and Vanessa Whales came to the equation.
The rest of the night came in a more blurry state as the boys celebrated with what they would like to call; Non Alcoholic Alcohol. Their so called 'legally logical activity' lasted longer than expected and evidently made the girls go home on their own, knowing the incapability of the males to drive after some drinks.
Two weeks passed and it was still very brand new. Brandon just winning the election against the school's Prince.
Everything seemed right at those most weeks. Only nothing but curses and petty arguments were produced by as what Riven likes to call them; The Red Fountain's first order or The Twins' domain.
In that two weeks where relationships grew stronger and more evident. The group got closer, possibly the most supportive they could get. It was basically the squad's golden age.
Bloom and Helia represented the school in an literature competition the week after Brandon's victory. Both placing in the National level of the competition. Then was Layla whose blog was featured in a prestigious magazine with the help of Techna and Timmy who forced her to start a blog about fitness and health.
Everything was great. More than great for the group. Apparently, they managed to overshadow the dark side of the school's squads.
Skip to Wednesday at Flora's Chemistry class with Professor Palladium. She was listening attentively to her teacher's new plan about the project.
Like usual the seats were the same. Unfortunately for Flora and Helia, Professor Palladium rarely agreed to his students to change seats. But as they stayed apart during Chemistry, their bond strengthened like Flora's bond with the group. The huge and rowdy family she could trust.
"Due to the loss of time and new proposed syllabus to our class, I would like to reassign new topics to our new groups, and by groups, I mean duo." Palladium emphasised the word new two times. He grabbed his clipboard and began calling names that would be partnered together.
"Number 1: Robinson and Waters. Two: Jackson and Stormy Griffin. Partner number three is Peters and Friar. Four: Woods and Matthews. Five: Knightley and Icy Griffin. Number six is Mr. Shaw and Montgomery. Duo number seven is Perez and Hart. And finally... Harper and Lynphea." He announced loudly trying to overpowering the squealing girls at the back once Helia was called with the eldest Triplet but failed.
The girls at the back stood up nearing Icy with death stares, most especially Nicole who was her best friend.
"Quiet!" He scolded not nearly changing the status at the back of his classroom.
All the other students, or the good and smart ones in the front row looked back to see the rising commotion behind them.
"Girls. Griffin, Woods and Company." He called making them turn their head to him and sit down properly.
Once they did get to sit properly, Flora got to see Helia once again after the girls crowding up on him. She rested her head on her hand which stood on her desk as she laughed through a smile directed to the midnight haired King.
"Okay, Thank you. Now, for your topics, your pair number will be assigned to a certain topic on he board." He showed listed topics having number counterparts for them to compare to.
Flora tried looking around for Julius. Only looking to see him for the second time.
Chemistry passed and Helia and Flora was back to the regular schedule; walking together to lunch. Flora had always dreaded walking with him because of the stares she would get, but also she enjoys this kind of agenda everyday with the midnight blue haired. senior. The word Agenda never suited the routine the pair performed. A lifestyle.
Lynphea stood up hanging one strap of her backpack onto her left shoulder as Helia waited for her.
"So... Lucky you. Icy Griffin." She teased referring to his partner for the reporting to be held next week.
"Lucky you. Harper." He returned then motioned Flora to keep moving until they were out of the room.
"Me? No. I mean look at you. You have all these girls chasing you and you get Icy Griffin as a partner." She teased walking through the crowding students.
"I never asked for girls to chase me." He continued to walk theough the hallway.
"Then, stop being so... manly?" Flora asked not just to Helia but to herself as well.
"So, be like Karel?" He provoked and She laughed.
"No. just stop being a girl magnet." She suggested right before Nicole stepped right in.
"He doesn't need to stop being a girl magnet. He's perfect just the way he is." Woods stood before the King then brushed his hair.
"Of course, to you He is." Flora stopped backing up her friend.
"She was not talking to you." Darcy stepped closer to the brunette who took a small step back.
"I wasn't talking to you either." She snapped back looking sharply at Darcy.
"Then shut up you tree hugging ugly ass whore." Icy answered for her sister.
"Flo. Let's go." Helia grabbed her hand and tried finding a space to walk through.
"Helia. What plans do we have for the project?" Icy said seductively earning a nudge from Nicole.
"He doesn't care about that. He only cares about me." Nicole stepped forward to meet Helia's midnight blue eyes.
"I don't care about either one of you. How many times do I have to tell you that? Now please move." He made his way through with Flora behind him.
"Are you saying this because you're with that slut?" Nicole shouted out, making her words echo trough the corridors of the East Wing.
Helia stopped in his tracks, which made Flora stop too. They both looked back to see Nicole and the Trix smirking.
"What slut?" He asked waiting for a forced explanation from her.
"That Lynphea." Stormy answered for their leader.
"Let's just go." He was pulled back by a clam voice beside him. He followed her and left the scene.
They walked further. Avoiding anymore drama that could follow them to the canteen.
"Please stop defending me." Flora said as they walked.
"Why?" Helia asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"The more you do, the more I meet with Nicole and her besties." She reasoned before pushing the cafeteria doors and being washed over by a wave of loud conversations.
"What else do they say to you?" He asked with concern.
"Nothing decent." She replied simply as they approached the table.
Bloom, Sky, Layla, Musa and Riven were the only ones there. Talking to her girlfriend was Sky who had an apple in his right hand. Then was Layla who looked like she was arguing with Riven about the dark skinned girl's blue and green jacket. While Musa was just laughing in between them.
"Hey people." Helia made heads turn their way.
"Great! You're here. I have to talk to you about our first Football game." Sky invited him to sit down next to him.
"Sure. I got the schedule just this morning." He replied.
Flora then sat down next to Layla who looked like She needed help from someone to defeat this magenta haired male.
"What you fighting about?" She asked as She sat down.
"The jacket Layla's wearing." Musa replied for the two who kept throwing insults at each other.
"So has Brandon cope up with this yet?" Melody wondered.
"He's still not really the most responsible person ever but he had these pep talks in the mirror every night." She smiled at the memory.
"Anyways... the first game is next week, and as a celebration, Emily Waters always throws the first party of the year, not to mention the best ones. I assume Brandon's not going to allow you, but let me tell you that you will miss half your life if you don't attend." Musa persuasively spoke.
"I'll try to convince him. With all this student government stuff, he's probably too busy to notice."
"Let me remind you that Emily Waters kind of resides in Nicole's side so that may be harder to do." Musa objected.
"Nicole's side?" She wondered.
"You know... party people. Wait, I mean aggressive party people. They take parties very seriously. It's the first party of the year and guess who's going?" Musa waited for Flora to respond. Hopefully making her realize and picture in her head how the party would go down.
WHO'S EXCITED FOR THE PARTYY? ITS GONNA BE SUPERFICIAL AF.
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The sun set and rose in the morning, moving towards the top of the sky. Lunch time. Thursday Lunch was always the best time to go all out on school money for food. The food never tasted like poison like during Monday. It never tasted bland like Tuesday and Wednesday. Also never ever tasted like last night's left over and never like Friday's 'too excited for the weekend so let's spice things up a bit'.
"I think you'll have to walk alone again." Flora approached the Midnight haired male who was packing his things after Professor Palladium had just dismissed them.