Not Gonna Fall In Love With You

Chapter TwentyTwo

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"Attention to all the students of Stevenson Highschool, the speeches for the senior elections for will the post of Class President will happen now, followed by the voting. So, all students are requested to go to the hall."

Oh, no. I am so not in the mood for this right now. After breaking up with someone, all you want to do is go to bed, curl up in a ball, and sleep, trying to avoid the tears. And here I am, about to give a speech for the Class President, something I couldn't care less about.

Although, talking to Brie made me feel alot better about myself, but that doesn't mean I am fully healed. That doesn't mean Nate is healed. I can't even imagine what is he going through right now. I am sure it must have been hard on him too, even though he broke up with me.

He must be so confused, like I am, about what to do now. He must be crushed, knowing that there is a possibility that he might not only lose his girlfriend but also the elections, things which mattered alot to him.

I walked down to the hall, keeping my head down, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. I didn't want to face anyone right now. I just wanted to get this speech, done and over with. Besides I don't even know what am I gonna say.

Should I give a speech to help Nate or should I just care about myself, since we are done? I don't know. I will just go with the flow. If there is any.

When I reached the hall, I saw everyone on their seats, chatting with each other loudly. I walked in and sat down in the first row which was reserved for all the candidates and teachers. Luckily it wasn't next to Nate as he in the middle of the row, while I took the corner seat.

Principal Seibert walked in with a book in his hand, and tried to attain silence in the room, which he got surprisingly.

Looks like these people are actually listening, for now.

" Okay, after debating about this for a long time, as you all know, we had the elections again this year. And much to my delight, we have two very creditable candidates in front of us. Coming on the stage first we have Cameron Richards."

Oh, no! Why did I have to go first? It would be so much better if I would have heard Nate's speech first. But of course, nothing will ever go my way.

You know you went first because it's alphabetical order, right?

A voice echoed in my head, like it always does. Well, I don't know how to react to that?

Is it because I am right and you aren't?

I ignored my brain and got off my seat, as the roaring cheers of the crowd, filled through my ears. Are they really cheering for me?

I turned around and got an affirmative; they were actually cheering for me. My eyes ran through the crowd, until they stopped on one pair of familiar eyes, Kyle's.

When he realised I was looking at him, his smile widened, and he showed me a huge thumbs-up. Then my eyes went onto Brie, who simply nodded at me, signalling me to go ahead and say what I really want to say.

I walked up to the podium, and adjusted the microphone as the cheers ceased. I cleared my throat a bit, a nervous reaction of mine as I realised that the whole auditorium was staring at me.

At least they aren't sleeping.

Well, that's right. So, I guess here goes something.

" A few days ago a girl I know, and probably you guys too know her, submitted an application. A application for something she didn't really want. Something someone forced her to do. " I stopped for a moment to give a death-glare to Mindy, who seemed to be having the time of her life. Well, why wouldn't she? Her plan is after all successful. She got what she wanted.