Tony

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The alarm clock went off at 5:15. I woke Payton and she got a shower and ready. By the time she was done, it was 6:45. We left a little earlier today since today was election day at school. We got in the car at about 7 and got to school at 7:17. The people who were at school already started voting even though voting is going to be all next week. Today the candidates are just speaking about how they'll help the school or whatever. Obviously it's just a huge popularity contest.

That's why I'm running. To show the school it doesn't matter what anyone says, everyone only cares if he's popular, or she's a nerd, or he is weird because he is himself. I'm not voting until Thursday, the last day to vote. Today at 9:30 i have to say my speech to the whole student body.

"Josh, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about today,"

"You'll do so fine, don't worry," she smiled.

"I'm not nervous, I'm just thinking about how i should recite my speech,"

"Just do it like you practiced,"

"Okay," i said in a deep breath. The bell rang finally and we went to our lockers. I had two classes until 9:30. Drama went by extremely quickly. It was math that took forever. I watched the clock. I couldn't pay attention, not like it matters anyway. I already learned all of this. The clock read 9:27. Three minutes. I started tapping my pencil on my desk. The bell finally rang after three extra long minutes. I basically ran out of the classroom.

Okay, maybe I'm the tiniest bit nervous,.but i have to talk in front of more than 900 people. I went to the auditorium with my best friend Destery. He was running as Student Vice President.

"Dude, I'm having major anxiety right now,"

"Destery, you'll be fine. Just imagine it's only me listening,"

"Okay. Good luck,"

"You too," I said and we went on opposite sides of the room. I was third, and last, to speak. The first was some kid, Austin, who just wanted to put vending machines in all the hallways.The second person was Tony. He just wanted to separate the 'nerd classes' from the 'popular classes'. And that all lead to me. I almost tripped up the steps to the stage. I got to the microphone.

"Hi, I am Josh Williams. I'm just going to start by saying, how can most of the school already vote when not everyone has spoken yet? How can you vote for someone who's ideas you don't know yet? Well I have an answer to that. Everyone looks at the student body president as a popularity contest. I'm just going to start by asking one simple question. Who in this room has voted for Tony Perry?" Most of the room held up their hands.

"Hm, and how many of you did it because you're scared of Mr. Perry?" Again, most of the room.

"Okay, so lets get to my ideas I would have as president, which obviously doesn't matter because I'm not popular or intimidating, but I'm going to tell you anyways. First, I would find ways for the school to have more fun days but we would be raising money during it. With that money we can get better lunches and supplies. All the rooms could have air conditioning so we aren't dying when it's hot and I would put together the greatest prom ever. But evidently this is just going in one ear and out the other. I hope you have fun with your vending machines and your 'populars and nerds' classes. Thank you," I finished. The room was dead silent and Tony looked like he wanted to jump me. The room erupted in whispers. A girl, Hayley I think her name is, got up and talked to our principle, Mr. Quinn and he walked to the microphone.

"I have been told that you want to revote. Is this true?"

"Yes," the room spoke together.

"Well, I will empty all the voting boxes and you can all start voting by lunch," Mr. Q announced to the school. I smiled to myself. Wow. I actually got through their thick heads. All of a sudden I got gripped up by my shirt.

"How dare you talk shit about me to MY school,"

"Get off of me! I wasn't talking shit, I was stating facts!"

"I should just beat you, and kill Joey's kid right now!"

"You won't lay a finger on Payton!"

"Watch me," He said and ran off the stage. He walked towards Payton and I ran after him. I tapped him on the shoulder and ducked down. My friends Patrick and Pete punched him and he got knocked out.

"What's going on over here?" Mr. Quinn walked over.

"He was trying to kick her in the stomach Mr!" Pete yelled.

"Is this true Ms. Wentz?"

"Yes Mr. Quinn. He is trying to get back at me by killing my baby," She looked down.

"Payton, do not be ashamed. I will take care of Mr. Perry, you take care of the baby,"

"Thank you Mr. Quinn," She started tearing up.

"Come on Pay, I'll walk you to class,"

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