Presidential Duties

"Welcoming"

"Hi my name is Abbigail some of my friends call me Abby some call me gail but you could call me..."

"...My number is 555-"
"ABBY"
Chelsea yells at me for the umpteenth time.

"sorryyyyyy I just can't help ittttt, I mean look at him"
I say as I point at the picture of the new kid.
"Well as the president of the student body you're responsible for welcoming them and making them feel at ease, not creep them out."

"I know."

"Good"

"buttttt"

"ugh here we go again"
she rolls her eyes as she prepares for me to talk
"as my vp you should have to respect and accept my decision that new kids should learn to take jokes and get used to my personality because I'M THE FREAKING PRESIDENT."
I finish and just noticed that she's been lipsyncing me the whole time.
"You do this every year"
"and I'm right every year."

she was about to say something but the bell rings a sign that first periods starting.

"behave"
she says to me sternly.

"yeah yeah."

we both walk seperate ways as I need to go to the principal's office to welcome the new kid, who did I mention was extremely hot.

When I finally got to the principals office my hands were sweaty and I smelled like shit cuz I took a wrong turn daydreaming about the new kid and I got lost, ikr I mean who gets lost at their own school?

thankfully I had perfume at my purse and sprayed it on me.

When I opened the door her secretary greeted me along with the "new kid" who was a thousand times hotter in real life then in the pictures.

his dark hair scattered his face and we're like curtains for his gleaming ocean eyes.

I should be an author for what I just thought of. lmao

"Hello Abby, this is Jeremy, Jeremy this is Abby our school body president."

I smiled at him and pulled out my hand for him to shake and when we touched I swear I was beat red but I don't think he noticed. I think.

here we go

"Hi my name is Abbigail park some of my friends call me Abby some call me gail but you can call me..."

"any time my number is 555-324-678"

I say disregarding what chelsea said.

He laughs revealing his dimples, HE HAS FREAKING DIMPLES HE IS THE DEFINITION OF PERFECT.

"I'll make sure I do"
he smiles

OHMHAYGHAD IF I WAS BEAT RED EARLIER NOW IM REDDER THAN RED.

"umm... so I guess I'll show you around???"

"sure"

"and that kids was how I met my boyfriend"