Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Chapter#16 - Elections

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'Zayn, someone told me you're flirting with girls to get votes for me?' I asked Zayn who was standing outside the canteen leaning in the wall coolly.

'Yeah. I am doing that,' he said.

'Why?' I asked waving my hands in front of his face.

'Because it will get you votes. That's why.'

'You don't have to do it!' I said exasperated at his coolness.

'Why? Are you jealous?' he wiggled his eye brows. It was hard for me to keep my face straight, I was trying not to smile.

'Zayn. Shut up. No I'm not jealous,' i said and he laughed.

'Yes. You are.'

'No I'm not.'

'Yes.'

'No.'

'Yes.'

'No.'

'Yes.'

'No!'

'No,' he suddenly said setting me off track.

'Yes,' I said and face palmed, 'Wait, I meant no. You cheater!'

'Haha. Me the best,' he said and started walking.

I ran upto him and caught up with him, 'Zayn, I'm serious. This is cheating.'

'So what?' he started, 'Ryder's giving girls kisses to get votes for himself and Bella.'

'He is doing that?!' I asked shocked.

'No,' he said and I gave him a flat face. He laughed and I hit his arm.

'Ow. But he is giving free french fries that are hot instead of the cold stinky ones the canteen gives,' he said.

'Whatever. Let him do that, I don't want to cheat,' I said.

He shook his head, 'You're too much of a good girl for your own good.'

'Maybe. Being good is never bad,' I said, and smiled satisfied with myself.

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I made my way towards history where we found our teacher, Mr. Garrison sleeping.

'What happened to Mr. Garrison?' someone asked as we stood around his table and stared at his sleeping figure. His head hanging in the air, making me laugh.

It was Thursday, and on Thursday there was history instead of art. Same was on Tuesday. In these classes that took place only twice a week, all the students gathered together in the great hall and were taught together. All my friends were with me this way.

'Is he dead?' someone said.
'Of course not you idiot,' someone else answered, 'Can't you see him breathe. He's snoring.'
'Whatever. He is too old to live don't you think?' someone added.

Mr. Garrison was always very grumpy because of his old age. No one liked him, because he was known to give unfair punishments. Also, he did a lot of favouritis. But may I add, these are just rumours, the Mr. Garrison I knew was yes, always grumpy but he was a man of great knowledge and treated everyone equally. The favouritism must be a wrong info.

'Cheryl, you should wake him up,' someone said.
I shook my head, 'He'll scold me.'
'No he won't. When is your being a nerd actually be beneficial?' someone asked.
I stomped on that someone's foot, although I didn't know his name.
'Cheryl. I challenge you to wake him up,' Zayn suddenly piped in.
'Cheryl. Cheryl. Cheryl.' everyone started the mantra and I held my head in my hand.
'Guys. You'll wake him up this way,' I said.
'Cheryl, we'll vote for you if you did that!' someone yelled from the back of the large crowd.
I shrugged, how bad could it be, 'Challenge accepted,' I said and everyone cheered. I shushed them but Mr. Garrison was not to be moved.