Chapter two!

Something inside Shirley snapped. Or was that her soul shattering? She placed her hands on his shoulders. "W-W-What do you mean 'who are you?' I'm Shirley! You know…The Student Council! You can't not-remember me!"

The midnight-haired boy cocked his head to the side slightly. "What do you mean by 'The Student Council?' I've never heard of it…And I don't know any Shirley's…Not that I really know anyone's name at the moment…"

"Quit this game, Lelouch! I know your upset over Nunnally, but just…STOP!"

"…Nunnally?"

A silence began to form in the room. "You can't...remember anything, can you, Lulu?"

A small sigh escaped his lips. "Not a thing." He looked up at her for a second. "Could you get off me?"

"O-Oh!" Shirley's face turned a light pink, and the girl immediately leaned backwards and got off Lelouch.

Shirley tried to push the fact out of her mind that she was about one foot from a dead girl's leg. She stood up. "Er…Come on."

"Where?"

"Well, this is obviously a problem. It needs to be taken care of." Her voice was shaking, slightly, because she had just taken a look at Nunnally on accident.

"Oh…Uhm, okay."

Shirley grabbed his hand and led him to the door. Well, this kind of sucks…This is the first he's ever held my hand…And he doesn't even know who I am!

Opening the door, Shirley pulled Lelouch behind her into the hall. "Oh, Madame Prez!"

The president, her blonde-brown hair flowing down over her shoulders, sat hunched in the hallway, just in front of Shirley. Her sapphire eyes stared right into Shirley's stomach.

"OH!" The girl straightened up quickly. "You sure were in there for a while…"

"Well, we seem to have a p-problem…"

"..Like?"

"Can we talk in the conference room?"

"Sure!" She said, though her voice had a bit of concern in it.

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At first, there was just silence. The two girls stared at each other for a moment, and then a small voice broke the silence. "Wha-What?"

"And I think out of shock…Lelouch can't remember anything…"

"'He can't remember anything'? As in, he has total amnesia?"

"Yeah…" Shirley sighed out.

"We'll have to get a funeral together…"

"But what about Lulu? He won't even know why everyone was crying or anything! His own sister!"

"I know, I know…We need to try to get him to remember…"

"What if he doesn't want to?"

"He'll have to, sooner or later…You can't hide from the truth forever, you know…"

"Yeah…Speaking of Lulu, I should probably go get him, huh?"

"That'd probably be helpful."

Shirley sighed and then turned around. She walked up the stairs and took a left. Stopping in front of the door, she leaned against it. What am I going to say? 'You're actually a student at Ashford academy, you're smart but you don't apply yourself, you seem to skip class a lot, and your little sister just died.' Yeah, that's the perfect way to talk to somebody…

She took in a deep breath, and then grabbed the handle after turning around. Turning it, she walked inside.

"Uhm, Lulu?"

She looked around, and then spotted Lelouch in the arm chair. His head was propped up by his hand. His elbow was on the arm rest of the chair, and the boy was obviously fast asleep. A small smile unraveled on Shirley's face, and she stepped out of the room and closed the door lightly.

She walked down the stairs and said the president's puzzled face "He's asleep."