Maid Sama

Chapter 1

 “How many times do I have to say it!? Your hair should be black! Earrings are forbidden! Only the first button of your shirt can be unbuttoned! You must wear a belt! Don't step on the back of your shoe! Look at him! This is the perfect role model!” I grabbed the head of a boy who could pass as the perfect male student – image wise, anyway – and pulled him in front of them. He stood with his black hair combed to a shiny perfection, his school uniform buttoned and straightened, square spectacles and an arm full of textbooks. I glared at the three ruffians before me. Absolutely disgusting! I reached for the gate to the school and slammed it shut. “Come back when you've fixed it!”

I am the Student Council President of Seika High School, Misaki Ayuzawa. My school day consists of a few different things. Of course, I go to class. Then I spend some time in the Student Council room. Today when I entered the room I immediately walked over to my chair. I sat down in it forcefully, causing it to screech across the floor. “Jeez, this place is chock-full of sloppy idiots. We should address this problem soon. Hey, Yukimura! Have you finished the Student Guidelines book yet?”

I looked up at the scrawny boy who happened to be the Vice President of the Student Council. “Pre... President, is it really necessary? Things like student guidelines...”

I slammed my fist on the desk. “Gosh darn it! Of course it's necessary! If I don't do this, all the other students will also get sloppy too!”

He jumped and then started shaking. “Of-of-of-of course...”

I stood up and walked out of the room. I should patrol the halls. It has been a number of years since the school became co-ed, but because it was once an all-boys school, the majority of the student body is male. Everyone else in the student council are male too. I am the first girl to become the student council president. I let out a bark of laughter. “Now that I've become the president, I'll rule those boys with an iron fist!”

Thinking back on when I first got admitted into this school, every day was a horrible experience. Sloppily dressed boys, lockers filled with disgusting and filthy sports equipment, pron that smelled like sweat scattered everywhere... STINK!! FILTH!! DISGUSTING!! In the presence of the boys who boldly do whatever the heck they want, the minority group of females can only endure it all in silence. Why did we have to put up with it!? To change the situation, I decided to work my butt off with the determination of someone ready to die. Weightlifting, martial arts, studies, continuing to use good manners – of course. Finally, I received the trust of the teachers and I'm now in the position of performing a complete overhaul. I sighed. I only have the halfhearted help of the Student Council. Doesn't matter. They can't really help anyway.

“I already said please.” The voice of a guy.

“But... But I'm busy too...” A girl was in distress.

I stomped up behind them and whacked the idiot on the head. “DO YOUR DUTIES, LAZY BUTT.”

He spun around. “Pr-president!”

I put my arm around the girl's shoulders. “People who don't do their duties when they should have to clean the washrooms for a week.” I stormed down another hall. “Hey! Why the heck are you naked!?”

A bunch of guys who were obviously in the middle of playing a game of strip rock-paper-scissors bore their teeth at me. “Huh? We're just playing around...”

“Shut up! You're an eyesore!” The poor girls wouldn't know where to look. I heard someone whimpering. What now? I turned the corner. “Hey! What's going on?”

A blonde haired boy glanced at me. A girl was standing next to him, sobbing. “Nothing. Just rejecting a confession.”

My face started to heat up. I curled my fingers into fists. “You again, Takumi Usui!” Making a girl cry for no reason? Despicable! “You should at least think about how you word it! Don't let me catch you making a girl cry again.” I turned and stomped away.