Trying to stay awake was the toughest off all. My eyes were too heavy, constantly falling over my eyeballs in attempt to fall into slumber. My head felt though as it had been hit by a brick multiple times, and is now feeling the after math from the later day. Of course, I had kept myself on the pill, afraid that this twitching and yawning would lead to a seizure of some sort. But even then, I was totally exhausted, and wouldn't mind a few hours of a little snooze.

"...And what will we be doing about the field? It will need to grazed and ready for due time of the field play?"

Student council meetings were the worst after Thursday night parties. You think you'd be having nice slumber like every other kid, trying to survive the hardcore hangovers you'd be receiving the next morning, but no.

You'll be awake before you can even think of resisting and dragged to school before eight thirty to be able to hear a bunch of people-who just like you-are trying to get some sleep, about what to do for pep rally.

But the president, she, she had taken the hit worse than all. 

"Okay..." I sigh, blinking my eyes to keep them open. I flipped a few pages through my notebook, giving everyone in the room a glance. This was the Student Council Meeting Room. We were a total of fifteen people, all concerned on how things will be moving on, starting from the pep-rally all the way to junior prom.

"Since the Pep Rally has been officially set for Monday afterschool, things must be completely settled by Friday. So, I'll need the cheerleaders on extra afterschool practice which I myself will be coordinating. I need the art club to project some nice decent posters for the hallways. The environmental club will be in charge of cleaning up the field and the bleachers. Mindy, I want you to report the progress and future plans to the principal as usual" I order, with a yawn that had followed after.

Everyone had looked at me with a titled head yet nodded to oblige with what I had to say. Because, well, I was president, and they weren't.

"Any questions?" I follow up, glaring for no response.

Ned, president of the tech club had almost risen his hand till he'd glanced at my fire-eyes slowly backing his hand back down.

I smiled.  "Good"

Everyone had gone back to chatting to one's that sat beside them as I had turned off the projector.

"Sadie, can I talk to you for moment?" Mindy, creeps her way to me.

"If this is about your report template, we're looking for a new one" I speak before she could beat me to it.

It wasn't until this particular weekly meeting, that I had recognized how far we'd fallen behind schedule. And of course as the president of this student government committee, the heavy burdens would be dropped over my head. But surely as I say, A queen won't make the cake for her guests, but she'll show them how to make it and they shall follow.
Certainly I had all responsibility over the decisions and events but it wasn't a piece of cake to work with these uncooperative beings.
And to think Jaxon could handle this. He'd quit on the first day.

I sighed looking over the class representatives and club heads circled in the schools conference room, talking to me as if I'm the babysitter-mind you-with the answers to everything. I sat in the front table, with a huge projector by my side. Everyone's eyes bolting  at me it felt so uneasy.

"Actually, Sadie that's not what I came to talk to you about" She fiddled with the edges of her glasses.

Mindy was my vice president since I'd started this headship. And I must say, there isn't quite anyone like her in the committee. Very onto schedule, and always remembers to exclude Hailey out of the meetings who for some reason feels like she is chosen to be in. Though to be fair she knows how to get people working, granted it follows with her having to do some sweet talk which my mind cannot absolutely handle. Mindy had it all done, which is why I had always appreciated her work ethics, with her long skirts, her white blouses, and her oversized glasses. The only small problem she had was communication.

Then again, it was a big problem.

"What is it Mindy. I have AP chemistry so can you work on the talk?" I raise an eyebrow trying to pester her to speak any faster.

"Well you see, Principal Walter... he told me to ask you about our Prom plans. He's concerned that we don't exactly have enough work force, or time to finish things before the Math Bee" She speaks looking down trying to avoid my face.

I furrowed my eyebrows. What?

"Mindy how much student force do we currently have?" I demanded as she squirmed beside me with a notebook of all the details. She slipped up her glasses and looked at me shyly before adjusting her pony tail.
"Saddie we have only fifteen students onboard at the moment" she spoke and I nodded.

"Okay we have fifteen students and we'll make it work-

"But Sadie-
Mindy had laughed nervously.
"I said we'll make it work" I repeated making sure she had understood and accepted. "Whether we're twenty-two or fifty-five if we don't give it our all in what we do, it will make no difference" I stated eyeing her.

"And how many days till prom?" I questioned and Mindy flipped a few pages before having spoken. "Almost a month" she announced.

It sometimes surprised me, how the power of one sinister being could attract the authority of such many. A queen. A queen could only do that.

"Okay. Concerning prom night. I need the Music team, with Diana, and the Art Team, lead by Trent, to bring me three selective suggestions of themes for prom side by side with all music tracks by next Monday" I ordered.

"When it comes to the posters. I need Ned" I pointed towards a scrawny boy in the middle of the conference. "As leader of the tech club, I need him to design a-not too flashy but not too trashy- poster covering all information concerning the prom. You will provide him information on that okay?"I plead and she nodded.

I sighed deep. Taking a huge breathe. I needed my Aderral. I haven't had last so long without it. It was getting into my skin, but I continued to go on because I couldn't show I was weak. Just a bit more.

"And lastly, I need you to write a short report to Principal Walter including all things we'd discussed in this meeting and from then on. And get the ballots for prom queen and king ready by next week, I will personally hand them myself with the news paper club" I spoke lastly.

"And just to note, Britney Fisher will not be participating during this pep rally, she has a cast on so remove her name, we'll be looking for as substitute"I added.

I had completely overwhelmed Mindy with my tasks, because her mind was running at one hundred thoughts per second. Poor Mindy hadn't the stamina of one that has a million thoughts passing through, I was really good in that department yet she, what could she possibly think about? I had felt bad to put her in such pressure, but it was how I learned and it wasn't anything new.

"Damn I need coffee" I breathed out. Mindy looked puzzled, but I had motioned her to get to class, and so had everyone else.

I too, was late for class. And I needed to rush to the bathroom and pop a pill, but responsibilities came first.

I had hurdled my notebooks from my locker that was on my way to AP Chemistry, and ran awkwardly with heels through halls till I had reached the door knob of my class.

"Mr. Gemar I am very so-

"No worries Sadie. A student like you must have a lot of errands in school. Please pick a partner and take a seat" He itched his bearded with his left hand slightly before letting me in.

Mr. Peter Gemar was one of those teachers that had idolized around two to three students and had forgot about the rest of the kids. Though it could mean nothing to everyone, especially since no one was looking for a phony bugging you every hour if you had started the chemistry lab report. Yet for me, one more teacher that could write a good recommendation was practically all I needed. Jokes on the school, who's paying him.

"Thank you" I bowed slightly and looked for a seat to sit on. Normally, finding a partner for chemistry wasn't a tough one. Many boys had fought over who should move to let me sit. Girls either wanted to sit beside me for relationship advice, or they wanted Connor. But as the class had been packed, I began wondering if anyone was going to scoot over, or would I have to bat my eyelashes and pout for someone to give up a spot?

But then I heard it.

"Sadie over here!"

For a moment I contemplated whether to even turn around. I had speculations of whose voice that could've been, and if my estimate was true, I'd rather not. So, I did what anyone would have done, and kept walking looking for a seat.

"Sadie!"

I winced at the call, and had realized now, it was indeed Jaxon. And I was indeed not turning around.

"Someone's calling you" A boy who I passed by whispered to me, adjusting his eye goggles. I scowled at him. "My fist will be calling you if you don't shut up" I spoke through gritted teeth, making him fear of his life.

Sadie, there is a seat left beside Mr. Mills over there" Mr. Gemar called out. I slowly turned around trying to hide my ire. Jaxon smiled and waved over towards me, I forced a smile. "Ah, I must have missed it" I laughed slightly.

The boy who'd mentioned the seat to me earlier shot me a confused look, but I had just ignored it, and walked sluggishly near the seat beside Jaxon. I stiffly moved onto the chair and kept my look opposite of his.

"What are you doing in AP Chemistry? You do know this is a class for advanced people, right?" I whispered my eyes diverting to look at the board, instead of Jaxon's oversized smile.

"You told me to try out new things" He shrugs, passing over a pair of goggles and gloves.

"Yeah, but on your level" I muttered retrieving what he'd passed me, without turning around. Putting the gloves by the desk, I put on the goggles first then claiming the gloves.

"I'm actually really smart, you know." He reminds with a rather lower tone showing sincerity. I rolled my eyes internally, not in the mood for a conversation with a brick.

As Mr. Gemar sat back down, I had finally spun my head back to the desk, overseeing the test tubes, compounds and Bunsen burners. I picked up the closest test tube to me and used a spatula to pour a spoon of potassium permanganate into the test tube.

"You sure know how to do that" He comments randomly, resting his chin on one hand. "Well, yeah that's why it's called teaching and learning" I mocked, earning a grunt from Kendrick.

Lighting up the Bunsen burner, I hovered the compound in the test tube over the fire, heating it for a while.

"Please never call me like that again" I mention during the awkward streak of silence. "We aren't really working over the covers" I remind him and he laughs slightly.

"I know that" He speaks obviously.  "You were just so sad and lonely standing there without a partner" He shrugs and I gape.

"I was absolutely not sad nor lonely. People would die to sit beside me" I gloat emphasizing that he wasn't my only choice, nor my first.

He came slightly closer and smiled sheepishly. "Well that seems to be pretty clear, considering the circumstances" He eyed me and mocked a cornered look.

He was testing me, and my stamina. And even if it jumped on a few nerves, I was not going to break. I smiled forcefully returning the mockery, yet before I could it burned me.

It actually burned me.

The testing tube was overheating and I hadn't used a thong, so the heat had induced through the gloves bursting through my skin.

"Hot, hot, hot!" I exclaimed, catching his attention. A frantic Jaxon looks at my hands. "Is it burning?" He questions leveling up on my anger.

"Well of course its burning me you idiot! Do something!" I whisper yelled over to him.

He nodded looking over at the table for something that would help. But of course, being the AP Chemistry student that he is, he knew absolutely nothing about the function of anything that existed on the table.

"Ehm...Sadie I know you don't want to hear this right now, but there's nothing that I can use to help you" He speaks slowly. I sigh.

My fingers were beginning to feel numb, but since the test tube had now melted through the gloves it had been overly attached against it. "Do something you moron! Please!" I plead finally losing hope that his brains were of any help.

"Okay, okay! Stand still" He mentions getting closer slowly removing the gloves off my hands while one hand held the tube. The burning feeling reduced, and I sighed with relief as he placed it by the sink. I smiled knowing my hands were safe, and he looked over the complex before smiling back.

"Well there goes two minutes of Chemistry down the drain. Literally." He jokes, before laughing. I laughed a little.

Remembering that we were only lab partners not friends, nor acquaintances I cleared my throat and kept my firm face. "Anyway, I hate you. You should never call my name in public" I mention taking him out of his happy place.

He groaned. "Jesus, laptops should be made with memory capacity like yours" he mentions. Offended, I scoff.

"If you tell me you don't remember what you had for breakfast then you really are as dumb as I thought you were" I alleged.

After a thought, Jaxon stood quiet. My assumption, he doesn't remember. I loved how people can even challenge my skills, yet somehow end up being surprised that they never win.

"I win." I point out smiling.

"No wonder Connor says, you're stubborn" he mutters making me raise an eyebrow. "Oh god, did I say that out loud?"  he groans slamming his hands against his face. With a tint of anger written on my face I grab his wrist attached to his face throwing it down to proceed his vent. "Oh yes you did. Now what on earth are you talking about?" I demanded.

"I know this will be a lot to take in, but..." He began.

"Me and Connor are..."

I gasped fearing it all. My head had twirled and I had felt nauseous. This couldn't be. It just couldn't. I closed my eyes not wanting to hear the rest.

"Please don't-

"-friends" he finishes squinting his eyes.

If there had been a rock bottom, I was hundred meters below that.

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