Chapter 71 Student Council (2/2)
”You think it's going to be easy?” Beatrice asked, her eye twitching again. She hated that quirk of hers. When she sees something she doesn't like or disapprove of, her right eye would twitch. Perhaps that developed when she learned to control her facial expressions to show indifference.
She learned quickly that any displeasure on her face only resulted in more insults or comments. She found that too taxing to deal with. The more she restrained herself, the more the eye twitched. Unknown to her, Kyle found that extremely cute and funny. His lips curled into a half smile while he thought of ways to make that eye twitched more.
One thing he noticed was that she was an extremely serious person. They were like ying and yang. Fire and ice? Nah, perhaps the last one wasn't such a good analogy since he'd like them to be at odd with each other despite their differences. He'll be the chirpy carefree guy while she will be his intense, serious side-kick.
Of course, there were things to do first before they officially took over the Student Council.
When they reached the Student Council room, they entered without knocking. Kyle didn't think it was necessary since they were part of the Council after all. However, as soon as he stepped in, a loud shout of ”HEY!” resounded and something flew at him.
Instinctively, Kyle caught it in his hand and found it to be a book. A thick book at that.
He glared at the guy who threw it, who glared at him back (though there was a bit of a shock in his eyes). Without another word, Kyle quickly threw it back at him, with force, and the guy hurriedly caught it. As the book fell into his hands, his face scrunching a bit and he dropped the book quickly, his palms red.
”You could have hurt someone!” the guy blasted, rubbing his hands.
”Oh? Really?” Kyle said, looking at him as if he was an idiot, ”I was just returning what you threw at me in the first place. At least you had warning.”
The guy was going to say something more when another person put up his hand and said, ”Enough, Claude.”
Claude sat down, grumbling.
”Sorry about that,” the other guy said as he looked at them, ”Claude gets jumpy when people walk in without knocking.”
Kyle's eyebrow went up and Beatrice's eye twitched.
”So that gives him a right to seriously injure someone?” Kyle muttered out loud as he sat down. The others just stared at him as he did so, ”No wonder the Student Council isn't what it used to be.”
”Now look here, you -” Claude started again but Hank put up his hand again.
”So you think you're all that just because you got First in the test?” Hank said with a sneer.
Kyle leaned back on the chair and looked at Hank with a smile, ”No, I don't think that.”
Hank and Claude snickered until Kyle said, ”I know that.”
”Your arrogance is astounding,” Hank said, shaking his head, ”You're supposed to be here to learn from us but what's this? Instead of respecting us, you're being so rude.”
”Respect is earned, not demanded,” Kyle pointed out, ”And the moment that book came flying at me, so did any respect I may have had for any of you.”
”You entered without knocking! That's an obvious sign of disrespect!!” Claude shouted.
”Do YOU knock when you come in?” Kyle asked in return.
”Of course not! I'm the Vice President!”
”And I'm the future President and a member of the Student Council. And even if I wasn't,” Kyle continued, ”What right do YOU have to throw something like that to someone walking through? Are you a thug?”
”I don't think I like your attitude,” Hank said, ”No matter what, I am still the President right now, not you. Without us to guide you, you'll be lost. You need us but we don't need you. Without us, you're nothing and when you take over next year, everyone will see that you're nothing.”
Kyle threw his head back and laughed, then suddenly stopped as he looked at them. He sat up straight, his playful demeanor suddenly gone and a coldness entered his eyes as he stared at the both of them. Claude and Hank suddenly felt their hearts hammering in their chest, their indignance and anger at having this fresh-nose snot kid taking over their duties fly out the window.
Why did they feel like their souls were slowly flying away ...?