Elected To Love

Chapter 3

The next thing Aliara knew was waking up at the school's infirmary with a nurse beside her Santiago gazing at her and Federico standing on the side stand with Zara who screamed noticing her, "Oh god! You are awake!" bringing the nurse attention, as she walked towards the white bed.

"How are you feeling Aliara?" she asked and got a nod in response from her, "Here take some water," Zara said handing it to Aliara also helping her to sit steady on the bed. "Have something to eat Miss Responsible" Federico said handing the snacks to Aliara which made her look at him confused,

"Sorry, that was what Ivan called you, anyways it's late now, Zara will drop you and I gotta go" he further said and walked away,

"It's hard to believe that I fainted, thanks guys for taking me home," Aliara said walking while leaning on Zara while Santiago walked to the side. "It's fine and over you are going to be our head girl, so it's a win-win situation, we can ask your help anytime we want," Santiago said now standing near her house to which Aliara gave an assuring smile.
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Aliara went into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her, and collapsed into her bed, dodging the constant questions from her mother who was fussing after getting a call from school's infirmary.

Embarrassed, she mumbled, "Why would I faint that too in front of HIM?" as she lay on her back and stared at the ceiling. She then sequenced her face into a pillow. Although she didn't seem to despise him, it's possible that she did, and what made it even more awkward was that she passed out immediately after telling him all those things to his face.

She called Uma since it was the only thing she could do to get over her embarrassing situation. However, she was unprepared for the first three messages from the council election group, which revealed disarray among the group. Nepotism? yes, the head council teacher, Mrs. Natalie Smith, who was married to the vice principal, founded this group. Indeed.

Anyway, the last paragraph's content had Aliara curl up into a ball, and it stated that the voting link would be closed by tomorrow morning and that the election results would be made public by tomorrow. 

"They're planning to vote online? Have they gone insane?" Aliara moved her phone slightly away from her ears as Uma yelled on the other end. "Apparently they are, I sent you the link to cast the vote," Aliara answered, hearing Uma chomping on her pizza crust. "No-no, I can't believe this, there could be malpractice done?" Uma cried. Now, when Uma gulped down her half-cup of cola, Aliara laughed. 

"They say, or you could say, 'Mrs. Smit,' that it's only six o'clock at night, and because of the issues the SC is having, they need the heads as soon as possible." "And they have ensured that the votes be cast only once from each device and mail ID," Aliara said, reading the sentences in the paragraph given by Mrs. Smit.

Uma moved to her hotel bed and squeaked, "Okay, I just voted," which made Aliara giggle. "This quickly?" "Ya.... Anyways, I have a flight in the morning so I will be off to sleep and yes I will surely meet you tomorrow evening, and don't worry have hope in yourself" Uma said to Aliara's question. The two then hung up and Aliara realized, she didn't tell Uma about what had happened that day.

Aliara sighed and pulled the covers over her head, thinking one more time, "Everything is happening at the speed of light," before dozing out.

The following day, two hours before she had gotten up to leave, Aliara was awakened by the sound of her phone vibrating at four in the morning. Looking at her phone, she saw that the voting was completed, the vote link was closed, and the Instagram side group was exploding.

This "mini" group, which was made up primarily of senior-year students, had no purpose other than to spread unfounded and occasionally verified rumors. Aliara turned off her phone and returned to her fantasy world since she didn't want to look any longer.

Belle, who seemed to have been hit by the sun, encountered her on her way to school. Belle was often a lethargic person, so this was obviously uncommon. Are blue moon days anything you've heard of?" Aliara asked to which Belled nodded "Well, the blue moon is your mood today," Aliara said to which Belle smiled wholeheartedly making Aliara ask, "Come on why are you so joyful, and what happened?" Belle's eyebrows wrinkled as Aliara asked, squinting her eyes. 

"Did you not check the group?!" Belle exclaimed, but Aliara averted her eyes. "You're gonna be the leader, girl!" "We all decided to vote in a poll to determine who will be the head girl, and you were the most voted. I prayed all night for your victory, which is why I am so happy," Belle exclaimed with joy. That was a lot of energy, Aliara thought, before the sudden glow of the sun pulled her into the classroom. 

Unaware of what was about to happen, she was greeted by her teacher with a cake in her hands and a lot of cries. Shocked and perplexed, she picked up the cake and set it down, and a moment later, her teacher was holding a knife and congratulating her, saying, "Go ahead and cut the cake."

Well, she should have checked the messages. As it happens, the voting ended early, and the results were released on the official page and shared with the entire school as soon as classes resumed at 7 a.m.

After cutting the cake, her teacher pulled out her phone and displayed its screen. Aliara looked closely at it, noticing her name under "The Head Of Student Council (Girls)" and moving her eyes inquisitively to the next name in the hopes that it would be Santiago. However, she soon widened in horror when she saw Ivan's name under "The Head Of Student Council (Boys)".

It was just like this! "CHAOS" BEGINNED HERE and she knew there was no turning back.
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Huffing, Federico sat on the side benches and gulped down some water. He called out to Ivan, who was running around the green pitch kicking the ball and had been roasting in the heat since six in the morning. Federico grinned as he perused his phone's SC Council 2023 lineup.

Ivan passed the ball to his partner and then rolled over to his mate when he heard Federico cry out to him. "It looks like the game is on," Federico said as he handed him the list. Ivan chuckled and smirked, clearly picking up on what the other guy was thinking.

~Maria