Madam President

Chapter 1: Let the chickens sleep first before you put a newbie in their cage!

Monday, 8:45 AM

"Okay! Let's wrap up the meeting." Akira said flipping her shoulder-length hair draping over her white uniform. This always makes Ralph fall for her even more.

"Captain, make sure you monitor the application of every organization. Friday is the last day of submission, okay?" Akira said as she hands a brown envelope to Ralph.

"Hey. Are you listening?" She said when she realizes he isn't reaching out to accept the documents. Ralph quickly snaps out of his daydream and gets the envelope from Akira. "Y-yes, of course. A-application's deadline is on Friday." He stammered.

"Tala and Pajama, you'll be the ones to disseminate information about the upcoming exhibit." Akira writes on the whiteboard.

"Noted." Both Crystal and PJ said as they copied it on their planners.

"Ernesto, Janine. You guys know what to do." The finance tandem nodded.

Akira was about to stand up and dismiss the meeting when Janine pouted and said, "Really. Why do you call everybody with their nicknames and you call me by my full name."

"Jaja, then." Akira said coldly. She stood up and walked towards the door.

"That's so mean, Aki!" Janine said as she followed and fondly cling to Akira.

"Get off me, Jan Jan! There! I said it! Alright, now?" Akira annoyingly said as she tried to escape from Janine.

"Oy, that is so unfair. Why can Jan Jan touch you without restrictions and I can't?" Ralph frowned.

"What? It's because you stink!" Janine retorted.

"What did you say?! My perfume is a branded one! I spray it on myself, on my clothes, on my bag, and heck, I even spray it as I walk!"

"That is exactly why you stink!" Janine let go of Akira by this time to make face at the annoyed Ralph.

"Research has shown that a percentage of women don't prefer men who use too much perfume." Crystal said as she finishes the minutes of the meeting. Earnest and PJ can only roll their eyes and sigh.

"I'll do my daily rounds. See you guys later." Akira said as she headed outside the room only to turn back and say to her subordinates, "And don't forget to wear your badges."

The student council badge is worn by only six students in the campus. This is to distinguish them among the whole student population and to give a sense of authority and superiority among the others.

"Oy, you there." Akira called in a loud voice.

A big guy wearing a black t-shirt turned around to look at her. Nirvana, his t-shirt says. "Huh?"

"You don't seem like a freshman student." Akira said as she look at the guy from head to toe.

"That's cruel, miss. I may not look like it but I am a freshman." The big guy said with a smirk.

"I don't care. Put your goddamn uniform. You're inside the campus and not in a freaking market." Akira ordered.

The guy smirked once again and ignored Akira. He continued walking to the seminar room where the orientation for the freshmen students is ongoing.

Akira, pissed off, grabs the big guy's arm and pinched with all her strength.

"Oy, oy. You're not ignoring me, aren't you?"

"Fuck off, miss! Why are you being bossy, huh?! Are you picking on me? You like me that much, huh?" The big guy snapped back.

Akira, enraged by the student's answer, almost lands a punch on the big guy's left cheek. She slowly smiled and mocked, "Picking on you, huh? You've got guts there, little freshie."

The big guy's expression is a combination of shock and confusion. He almost didn't see how this girl almost punch him in the face.

"You don't want to mess up with the student council president, do you?" She whispered as she lowers down her fist and slapped the big guy's left arm. "Now, wear your uniform."

The big guy, not wanting anymore trouble, wore his uniform before heading straight to the seminar room. He took another glance to the student council president and saw that she's gone.

***

"Where's your ID?" Akira asked one female student who is loitering around the study area while using her phone.

"What are you? A lady guard?" The female student answered without even bothering to look at Akira.

"No. The student council president." Akira said as she hands a memo to the female student.

"What's this?"

"You know how to read, right? Read it." Akira walks away from the female student who read the memo with an annoyed look in her face. It was a warning memo that says her name is already included on the list of students whom the guards will certainly watch out for because they did something wrong.

She wore two things as she proceeded to her class - her ID and an irritated look on her face.

***

"Can I borrow a lighter?" Akira whispered to a male student facing the wall of a dark corner nearby the photocopying area.

"Huh? A girl? Whatever, man. Here you go." The male student exhaled a smoke and handed the lighter without even looking.

Akira grabbed his hand and twisted it slowly. "Too bad, man. You're not allowed to smoke here."

The male student quickly stomped on his cigarette and turned around. He smiled apologetically and said, "I'm a transfer student. I didn't know the rules yet."

Akira sighed and handed him a memo. "Don't do it again or I'm gonna make you smoke for one whole day without stopping."

The male student smiled. Akira twisted his hand again and said, "What are you smiling for, man? The student council president is not joking here. I'm dead serious."

The male student's smile curled into a frightened expression. "Y-yes m-ma'am!" He stuttered as he tried to remove his arm from Akira's grip.

***

Akira looked at the clock. It's almost nine o' clock. Her first class is about to start so she decided to head to the business department's building. But only when she thought that her campus round is done, she saw another student violating the school rules. She sighed.

"Oy!" She shouted to the male student sleeping in a restricted area - the Director's secret garden. The student didn't even move an inch.

"You're not allowed to sleep here." Akira said in a low voice when she finally got near to the student. She can barely see the student's face because of the newspaper covering his face. Akira wondered whether he's a freshman or not.

"Oy. I said, you are not allowed to sleep here. Do you even know what this place is? Huh? Hey. Wake up." She continued as she poked the guy using her shoe.

The student finally moved and groaned. He removed the newspaper that was blocking his face.

A messy dark brown hair, fair skin, long eyelashes like a doll's, naturally red lips, and a finely chiseled nose. Akira is sure she had never seen this student before.

"Who are you?" The guy asked. But Akira is entranced by his French-like features she wasn't able to say anything.

"Uh, excuse me?" The guy waved his hand over Akira's face.

"Eh?" Snapping back to reality, Akira stepped back and tried to compose herself.

"I said, you're not allowed to sleep here." She firmly declared.

"I said, who are you?" He answered with a yawn.

The school bell rang. It is nine o'clock in the morning. 

Akira's first class for today is about to start. She is only sure of two things at this moment. One, she had never seen this French-like male student before and two, she already hates him and the arrogant look on his face.