67 Exposed (1/2)

The loud noise produced by me sliding the door open caused the members within the student council room to all look in my direction. The majority of them had on a countenance of surprise, but the student council president was the only one who was still calm and composed.

”You're late.” The vice president was the first to recover from the surprise. He stared at me with a annoyed glare in his eyes, something that didn't cause much of a bother to me. ”Have a seat.”

I walked over to my seat beside Irina and sat down. As I did so, I looked in the direction of the two bitches opposite of me. Their naive smile was as twisted and wicked as ever, almost as if they were certain of their victory and were mocking us. I could tell that this had made Irina and Muria somewhat uncomfortable, so therefore, I think it would only be reasonable for me to give them a taste of their own medicine.

I chuckled at their foolishness and gazed at them in a supercilious manner as if they were mere ants in this world of the strong. My mocking and taunting smile caused them to waver and know that something had gone wrong with their plan because why else would I have so much confidence?

The twisted smile on their faces slowly vanished, and in its place was a worried frown. I'm sure their hearts were beating rapidly now out of fear. Kinda like when someone has their hands wrapped around their hearts, ready to squish it and end their lives at any second. I think they know about that fact since they remained extremely still and silent. Their faces were pale and gaunt, something that I was overjoyed to see.

”So,” the vice president continued. ”You said that the forms were left at your house yesterday. Do you have them with you now?”

”I'm sorry vice president,” I said in an superior tone as I kept my eyes fixed on the two girls before me. However, they averted their eyes so as to avoid eye contact probably out of fear or nervousness. ”But I lied yesterday. It was never at my house.”

”What?!” the vice president's voice sounded extremely surprised and laced with a hint of anger. ”Didn't I warn you of the consequences of lying yesterday?”

”You did,” I chuckled. ”But, I don't think you can really blame us for losing the forms.”

”What do you mean?”

”Say,” I laughed menacingly, ”what if I told you someone stole it?”

I peered at the two culprits and saw them shiver when I mentioned stealing. They started sweating profusely and their countenances were one of severe anxiety and nervousness.

”Stole it?” the vice president asked. ”Now why would anybody do that?”

”Someone who's extremely jealous of a particular person next to me,” I responded in a cold, apathetic voice.

”Impossible,” the vice president shook his head. ”No—”

He was about to speak but was immediately interrupted by a surprising individual that hasn't spoken for the majority of the meetings.

”William,” the student council president said in that authoritative voice of hers, and that was when everybody knew that the situation has escalated. They all remained silent and tensed their bodies from the pressure she exerted. ”Sit down.”

”Understood,” the vice president reluctantly sat down in his chair that was next to the president's.

”Now,” the president smiled and said to me while remaining seated and having her arms crossed before her chest. ”What're you implying?”

”I'm saying someone stole the forms to sabotage us,” I said, meeting the eyes of the president and not cowering to the pressure.

”Do you have a culprit in mind?”

”Of course,” I smiled and looked back in the direction of the two bitches that sat opposite to me at the meeting table. ”Those two over there.”

The president looked in the direction that I was looking at, and everyone else in the room did the same. Then, the president chuckled, closed her eyes, and sighed.

”You'll need evidence, you know?” she said. ”Accusing someone of a crime without any evidence is one of the lowest things someone can do.” She then opened her eyes and stared at me. On her face was an amused expression, one that I didn't particularly dislike. ”If you don't have evidence, you know the two girls could request for you to be punished for framing them.”

When the president finished her sentence, it seemed to gave the two girls hope. Their facial expression escaped from that look of nervousness and despair, and in its place was a hopeful smile, almost as if they had escaped the dark abyss.

However, I smiled, it would appear that I'll have to push them back into it.

”Evidence?” I laughed. ”Of course I have evidence.”

”You do?” the president smiled. ”Then present it.”

”I've recorded them in the act,” I said, showing the camera I had concealed in my school bag from earlier to everyone in the room.

When I did so, the countenance on the two girl's faces became one of despair that was also mixed with anger. The anger was directed at themselves because it was themselves that had forgot to check the bags for cameras.

”Would you like me to play the footage to you?” I glanced over in the direction of the culprits, smiled, and looked back over at the president.

”Of course,” she nodded. ”William.”

”Understood.” The vice president rose from his seat and walked over to me. ”May I see the camera?”

I handed him the recording device, and he then walked back over to the school council president. He then pressed play and held the camera up for her to see.

As the video played, I glanced at Muria and Irina. They appeared quite tense, but they appeared quite relieved and glad, knowing that the blame for the loss of the forms has been shifted away from us. I then looked over at the two culprits, taking in their look of desperation and fear. Their faces were now extremely gaunt as they realized that they're caught in the abyss and that I had likely closed the door on them, preventing them from escaping.

”I see,” the president nodded. ”It's without a doubt their doing.” She then looked over at the two culprits. ”Do you still wish to deny the crime?”

”...” The two girls remained silent as they stared at their laps.

The president then sighed. ”Where's the forms now?”

”We...” one girl finally started speaking after breaking under the pressure from everyone's judgmental stares. ”We threw them in the incinerator.”

”What?” the vice president exclaimed.