54 You're The President

Hiro was already dying in his chair, he absolutely didn't want to be president. He wasn't ready to get himself out there, he still lacked confidence. His head was spinning dangerously.

'Which of these idiots are voting for me,' he thought, and was glad he hadn't said it out loud.

Then Kiro's name was called. He groaned louder than he intended. Hiro felt relief and joy it wouldn't be him. He felt bad for his friend but was glad nonetheless.

The votes alternated between Kiro, Isaac and Isla. Hiro got 5 votes, Isaac got 10 votes, Isla got 16 and Kiro got 19. He looked around, with 'what is wrong with yall' face.

'I'm just a poor peasant, I don't want this responsibility!' he thought to himself and shook his head.

'What's with me and people making me president?'

He couldn't believe his bad luck. It was happening, all over again. Though he hadn't the slightest inkling whether they voted him in as a joke, but he bet they did. They were rich kids after all, playing with others was their favourite pass time.

He didn't want this responsibility. He raised his hand. Before he could even say anything.

"The results are final. There'll be no negotiations," Dr. Ramirez said, sternly.

How cold. He let it go. He had to. Or she'd eat him alive it looked like. The next vote was for the Vice President seat. Isla won it by an overwhelming victory, 38 votes. Somehow Kiro's heart skipped a beat.

Both of them had to go to the front, stand side by side and take the oath that they will uphold the rules of the academy, with no favouritism and that they will not bring shame to the academy.

The oath was bogus. If they actually upheld it, poor people wouldn't be shunned and bullied. For some reason, Isla was shy and stiff during the entire oath. Kiro thought it was unlike her.

Their duties included making sure students alternated cleaning duty, this was more for grounding them, making them take responsibility otherwise cleaning AI's were already invented.

Now that Kiro was president, no poor kid would be forced to clean every single day. Kiro supposed that the power wasn't so bad after all!

The teacher took their phone IDs, she'd communicate with them when she cancelled the class, or when they had a test upcoming and many other things.

"Hey, Princess Rosabel, create an Instamessage group. Take everyone's ID and add them to the group class. Add me too, and make me an admin."

She flushed. Her eyes darted about. She was red in the face. Kiro intended for this to be a joke, he used her middle name purposely. But he hadn't expect this kind of reaction.

'Why's she acting like this? Does she perhaps, like me?'

"Why should I do all that? You do it yourself, Percival," she said with a very cold voice, which made him doubt that she actually liked him.

"I'm the president and I'm delegating the task to you, my vice, Bel," he said gently, in a manner that made sure she knew that he wasn't commanding her around.

Despite the weather getting cooler since it was autumn, she was feeling the heat.

'Did he just give me a nickname.' She tried to calm herself down.

"Okay, that's fair." Then as an afterthought she said, "Percival." She finished with a cute smile, so Kiro didn't mind it.

At the same time Isaac and the people that voted for him were fuming. They wanted a re-election. But as Dr. Ramirez said, she had no time for nonsense and the results were final. So she left like that. They couldn't hide their fury so they attacked the class as a whole, with words, obviously.

"This academy is going to the gutter."

"Going? It's already there!"

"30 people voted for slum rats, imagine that!"

"30? can't even count can you," said one girl

"A slum rat more handsome than you. Imagine that," said another girl's voice, though it was unclear which, because all the girls at that corner had defiant looks on their faces.

"Say that again, I dare you!"

"Or what?"

Another voice which was different from the first one.

"So you voted based on looks? pathetic!" Isaac couldn't hold it in anymore.

This time it was Isla, "I voted for Kiro. He has good character, he's smart and cool headed. He also has great leadership skills if you know him from Asgard Online, you'll know what I mean."

There were murmers.

"So he's that Kiro, and he's that Hiro."

'Huh? She voted for me? I voted for you too.' He almost blurted that out. Close call.

"I'll circulate my phone, put in your IDs, you'll be added to a class group," Isla said when nobody dared dispute her previous statement.

Her phone circulated around and Class 2 First Year's group was created. She quickly made Kiro admin.

"Group rules, respect everyone, this isn't a personal chat group, if it's not about school keep it to yourself. I'll ban anyone who breaks this rule.

"Doesn't matter to me how high up in society's hierarchy you are. In this group my vice and I are the law." He typed and sent to the group.

People reacted with thumbs up and hearts to signal that they understood. Kiro had originally thought that he'd be met with defiance, he thought he'd have to assert some dominance by banning a few people, but nobody rebelled.

'Why are they so docile?'

Classes at Eden Academy started around 10am. Then after your major's class, it was Physical Education class. PE would go on for an hour.

Isla had always worn baggy tracksuits every time she had bumped into Kiro or sat at their table. Now in her uniform her figure was well defined, more so in PE clothes. Kiro stole glances every once in a while. She was curvy with a chest that was big, but not too big.

Little did he know, Isla stole glances at him too. Although he had seen him shirtless before, she couldn't get enough. His muscles were more defined than a week ago.