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Maria's POV

"Oh, this is NOT good."

I was already tired from my kilometer run from the girl's dormitory toward the main school building when I realized, that some of the Student Council body is already roaming around the campus to see if anyone got late, so immediate punishment would be given. (Proof you're part of the SCO, is that you have an arm band. That says "SCO" in it. )
And to me, it was a VERY unlucky day.
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I was sleeping soundly in my room when I didn't realize it was already 7:50am (classes start at 8am), until I fell on the floor, my face landing first.

"OW!" I gently rubbed my nose to see if it was swollen. Good thing it wasn't.
Half-asleep, I checked on the time on the clock, "HOLY CRAP." I mumbled. I rushed downstairs, to see everyone has already left for school. And I knew it deep inside, I was in DEEP trouble.
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"I definitely shouldn't get captured, or else!" I thought to myself. I mean, if I will get caught, that means I'll be punished. And who knows what punishment waits for me. Especially since the student council president is pretty infamous for his bad temper.
I made my way without being seen, or noticed. I hid in the bushes and near the trees. At last, I was just 2 yards away from the main school building……

"HEY YOU THERE!"

"CRAP! I gotta run!"

I ran at the other direction, while he was still chasing after me. I took a chance to take a peek behind me to see if he was still on my tracks; and HE WAS! I ran faster despite my legs going numb from my constant running just a few minutes ago. Now, he was catching up with me! "ARRRRGGHHH! Stop chasing me for heaven's sake!" This guy surely has some stamina for this kind of run. I wonder if he's in the Track and Field club... In any case, my legs are really about to give in!

I've had enough. Punishment or no punishment, I GIVE UP! I'm SERIOUSLY tired now.
I stopped in my tracks and turned to face this guy that was chasing me. As he got a little closer, I began to realize, the guy who's been chasing me all around.

The Student Council President, Arthur Kirkland.

"Damn it woman, you can really run, huh?" he was panting and was out of breath when he finally reached me.

His thick British accent echoed through my ears. And it's hardly understandable. Really.

"Now, as for your punishment for being late AND running away," he stood straight up then fixed his uniform. "What a neat freak." I thought to myself.

Suddenly, he glared at me as if he read my thoughts.
But now that we've actually met eye to eye, I just realized that his eyes were deep green… no, more like emeralds shining under the sun. They were beautiful.

"What's your name and class?" he asked. He pulled out a small notebook and a pen from his pockets and began scribbling stuffs.

"Come on. Spit it out. Both of us will get in trouble for our lateness if we don't get this thing over with." He spat.

He was clearly irritated and troubled at the same time. I just sighed. I know we'll be a lot late than we should be if I won't tell him.

"Maria Clara Carriedo Dela Cruz. I'm from the South East Asia of Asia class." I muttered.

Suddenly, he gave me this 'WHAT?' look.

"C-could you repeat the first part?"

I looked at him funny. What? So he didn't get to write down my name? Stupid. I chuckled at this realization.

"S-stop that! Just repeat the first sentence you said..." his voice suddenly became soft. "… i-if that was a sentence…" he continued. He said it with a soft voice, but enough for me to hear.

I just laughed. He stared at me, his cheeks blushing up.

"My name's Maria Clara Carriedo Dela Cruz."

"Oh, and that wasn't a sentence. It's my name." I added up.

He looked at me for a second, and then started scribbling down on his notebook.
"Okay then. You're free to go." He closed his notebook, turn his back from me, then started walking toward the other direction.

I just looked at him funny. That's it? And I thought I'll be punished and do labor works.

I just shrugged. Guess not.
~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

GEOMETRY CLASS

"SIGGGHH!"

"Hey, you don't 'sigh' mouthing out the words." Lien (Vietnam), my roommate corrected me unconditionally.

"But this class is boring." I pouted.

"Also, why didn't you wake me up earlier? I ran late, you know." I pointed out.

"Err… well. I got a bit busy and forgot. SO SORRY!" she bowed her head down.

I looked at her suspicious. "Hmm. And because of that, I unfortunately met the infamous Student Council President."

"You met Arthur?"

"Well, briefly though." I chuckled. Lien looked at me funny.

"What? Well, one thing's for sure, he's somewhat interesting, though." I recalled the moments I had with him earlier that morning. And those emerald eyes of his…. It just kept on coming back to me. As if it was already recorded on my mind or something.

But something about those eyes of his is somewhat familiar. Vaguely familiar.

Mei (Taiwan) giggled. I shot her a 'WHAT' look.

"Oh right, hey, Maria. You know, RAVEN has a concert later on in the city." Mei whispered out for only me to hear.

Those words made my clouding boredom go away. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" I shouted at her loud enough for the whole class to hear.

"What's Ms. Mei so serious about, Ms. Maria?" Mr. Beilschimdt (Germania) looked at our direction with his icy, cold blue eyes.

"Uhhh.. A-about your class! I mean, why she is so serious about uhh…" I was mumbling useless stuffs now.

RIIIIIING!

I sighed BIG for relief. The bell saved me. Thank goodness!

"Okay. That's it for now, class." Mr. Beilschimdt packed up his things. As he was about to leave the classroom, he gave me an icy glare. "Ms. Maria, I'd like to speak with you, please."

That's it. I'm doomed.

"Y-Yes sir." I muttered.

Mei gave me two thumbs up, while Lien just simple gave me a sympathetic smile. Wow. Thanks guys. Really. THANKS.

Mr. Beilschmidt and I were in the hallway, when the other students were now roaming the corridor being carefree as usual, and not minding that there was a teacher around. Unfortunately, Mr. Beilschmidt's attention was focused mainly one ME.

"Err.. so… uhhh…" I muttered, trying to break the slowly building up silence that was covering the both of us.

"What was it, Ms. Dela Cruz?" he asked firmly.

"Huh?" I stupidly reacted. "Of course he was talking about the earlier ruckus you made, you idiot!" I mentally slapped myself.

Suddenly, a loud SCREEECH was heard all throughout the hallway.

"ATTENTION. ATTENTION. This is your Student Council President speaking. I would like to have a word with Ms. –uhh…"

This guy was obviously stuttering behind the microphone.

"-Miss Maria Clara Carriedo… Dela Cruz. Please proceed to the Student Council room immediately. And by that, I mean, RIGHT NOW. You hear me? Thank you."

The screeching of the microphone disappeared.
"Hmm. I guess Mr. Kirkland's looking for you, Ms. Maria. But-" I cut him short.
"Y-yeah! I guess he is. So I gotta go now. Bye, Mr. Beilschmidt!" I hurried towards the other direction and ran as fast as I could. I don't want to get cornered like that again with that creepy teacher. Seriously creepy.

"Crap. So he's still going to give me punishments? But I guess it's a lot better than to stay there with a creepy teacher staring at you as if he could see through your soul…" I thought as I walked hastily to get away from Mr. Beilschmidt.
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So, I made my way through the other building, where the European classes are held and where the student council room is located.

Since it was my first time entering the building, I was amazed. VERY amazed. The building was just so classy and flamboyant-looking compared to our building.

Then I realized, people were staring at me, as if I was some kind of weirdo. Some were even chuckling and giggling at the same time while looking at me.

'What? Is there something on my face?' I thought.
I walked around the building, looking for the student council room since I have no idea where it really is located around here. I was just informed it was located inside the European building, and nothing more other than that.

After minutes of searching, I wasn't still able to find the stupid student council room. "This is tiring! I can't believe I'm also ACTUALLY going to THAT guy.." I thought.

"Hey there~♥ I believe you're lost."

I turned around to see who it was. But before I did, his hands were already crawling their way on my waist!

SMACK!

"Ow! Mon Cherie, that was totally uncalled for!" his French accent echoed all throughout the hallway. Tsk. You deserved that, you pervert!

"Y-you! How dare you!" I screamed at him. This guy's totally insane!
"But I'm just here to help you, mon amour."

"Oh, get your filthy hands off her, Francis." A female voice said.

I looked behind this 'Francis' and saw a brunette haired girl. Her emerald eyes were astounding. It quickly reminded me of Arthur's emerald eyes. They were the same.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"H-huh? Uhh.. Yes." I stuttered. She was like a human goddess. She was certainly beautiful.

She flashed me a smile. "Thank goodness. Who knows what THIS guy might do to someone as frail as you." She walked closer to me and held my hands.

"Say, let's be friends."

HUUUUH?

I just looked at her astounded.

"I'm Elizaveta Hedervary." She introduced herself.

HUUUUUUUUH?!

"I-I… I'm M-Maria Clara Carriedo Dela Cruz.. P-Pleased to meet you." I was really out of words. I mean, this beautiful girl wants to befriend someone like me? Seriously?!

She smiled again. "I'll call you Maria, is that okay?"

I nodded.

"Ohh~! I'm Francis Bonnefoy. Pleased to meet you, Maria, mon Cherie." The blond-haired 'Francis' guy introduced himself.

"Let's be good friends, oui?~♥" he stretched out his hand to me. Subconsciously, I did the same.

Suddenly, Elizaveta glared daggers at Francis; which he didn't seem to bother.

"Well then, what brings a cute Asian girl like you here?" she asked.

Finally, I got my composure back. I was feeling like myself once again. My, if I continued to act like an idiot back there, that would've been embarrassing.

"Oh. Uhh… Do you know where the student council room is?" I asked.

"Ah~! So you're the girl Iggy's been talking about." Francis cheerfully pointed out.

"She's the girl? Oh my." Elizaveta pouted.

Huh? What are they talking about?

"Err.. What do you mean…?" I asked.

"Come on, you'll know when we get there..." she was still sulking. I wonder what the problem is.

After several minutes of walking, we finally arrived in front of a huge marble door. It was really huge.

"Here we are." Elizaveta smiled, feeling successful.

"Is this the Student Council Room?"

"Oui, mon Cherie." Francis spoke in French. Gosh. There he is again with his stupid French tongue. And to top it all, I don't even know what he's saying!

Elizaveta and Francis opened the door in front of me revealing a spacious room. It was a huge room, but there wasn't much furniture or decoration inside. I'd say it's pretty boring with only a huge wooden table at the center, two chairs and one coffee table. Wow. Cheapskate much?

And there he was, standing alone looking straight at our direction with irritation.

"You're LATE!" he shouted.

"Hey, don't yell, Arthur! She was just lost." Elizaveta defended.

I gave her a 'Thank You' look. She smiled.

"Well, in any case, now that you're here," He stood up from where he was sitting at and walked towards our direction.

He was now right in front of me, smirking. Seriously, he can be so creepy. He reminds me Mr. Beilschmidt.

"Your punishment is about to begin."

Say WHAT? I thought I was off the hook already!?

"Punishment?!" I reacted.

"Since you ran late, of course you have punishment for that. We don't take no for an answer. It's either you do our punishment, or you'll still be punished." He laughed evilly.

Elizaveta and Francis just sweat dropped. "So in other words, I'm still going to be punished either way?" I mumbled. He stopped laughing. "Err.. Pretty much." He answered.
I just sighed. "Fine. So, what's this 'punishment'?" I asked.

"Be our lackey."
"Excuse me?"
"For 2 weeks, you will be the student council's lackey." He explained.
"You've got to be kidding me!?"
"No. He's pretty serious, Maria." Elizaveta smiled apologetically.
"Oh~! This is favorable for me, mon cherie~♥"

Arthur and Elizaveta glared daggers at the French, but then again, he didn't seem bothered by it.

"With the exception of what you're thinking, you perverted frog." Arthur added.
"Ne soyez pas si avare, Arthur!" Francis spoke once again on his native tongue.
"Stop using your French language on me, you wine bastard!"

Elizaveta moved closer to me. "He practically owns the place, Maria. So I suggest to just go along with his demands. It's just 2 weeks, and I promise, I will go easy on you." She whispered to me.

"Whaaat?! B-but… that would mean all the hard work befalls on me. I'm sure of it." I mumbled.

"Don't worry about that. You're not the only one. Since, there are only 4 of us in the student council body, he got this crazy idea of giving out 'lackey' punishments to those who misbehave and ran late during and after school hours." She explained.
That explains it.

"Wait, so you mean there are only 4 members of the Student council body?" I asked, since I just got here 2 weeks ago, I have no idea who makes up the student council body.

"Yes. There are only four of us. I'm the president, this leech is the vice president, Elizaveta is the treasurer and-"before Arthur could continue his explanation, the fragile-looking marble door unexpectedly opened up.

"YO! I'm here. So what's for lunch?"

There was a sudden silence when this blond-haired man came into the room. But, Arthur was the one who broke the silence first.

"You git! Don't just enter like that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" he shouted.

"Oh, Iggy! Don't be so angry at this time of the day. So, what's for lunch?" the blond
innocently defended himself.

"Why are you asking me that!? I don't know!"

"Pourquoi êtes-vous lui demander? Il Suce à cuisine!" Francis muttered.

"Oh shut up, you frog! You and your stupid Frenchie language!" Arthur spat in irritation.

Elizaveta just sighed. "Gosh. Why am I part of this idiotic student council body again?" she mumbled to herself.

"Well, anyways, Maria. That four-eyes is our secretary, Alfred F. Jones. Although he doesn't really do his job well, he's still our secretary."

"Oh." I mumbled.

"Okay then! Now that's all fixed up, shall we head to the cafeteria then?" Elizaveta puts up her friendly smile, but was immediately washed away since the other 3 guys were already getting on her nerves.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, she pulls out a frying pan and smacked the hell out of the three other guys.

"Hmp! Again with this idiocy! You guys are really getting on my nerves nowadays." Elizaveta glared daggers at the three guys, which made them flinch a little.

"E-Elizaveta's pretty scary when she's mad, huh?" Arthur mumbled.
"But she's still lovely as ever." Francis side commented.
"BOO. I want to eat a burger now." Alfred pouted.
"We're going to grab our lunches now. But promise me, you guys won't make a racket out there, you hear me?"

"Yes."
"Oui."
"Gotcha."

Aw. The three of them look so cute. I can't believe they submit to Elizaveta so easily. What an embarrassing scene for these men.
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After a while, we arrived at the school cafeteria. But not on the usual cafeteria I usually go to, this was the European cafeteria. Yes. EUROPEAN.

Meaning, the food are from Europe and the students eating here are only from Europe (With an exception of an outsider student if he/she comes here with a European student.

My mouth dropped opened with the scenery unfolding right before my eyes.

"Yeah. I made that face too when I first came here." Alfred whispered to me.
I looked at Alfred and he did the same. Our eyes met; those big, rounded, cerulean blue eyes looked at my average brown ones. It made me flush a bit.

I looked away abruptly even before he realizes I was blushing. Suddenly, reality came tumbling back to me.

"Wait. What do you mean by what you said?" I asked.

"Hm? Oh. I'm not from this class." he made a foolish smile.

"You're not from here? B-but then how..?"

"I'm part of the student council body, remember?" he grinned.
That made me flush even more! And this time, because of embarrassment! I can't believe I assumed he's from the European class! Well, I can't really tell since almost all of them has those blond hair. I also didn't realize he had a different design of uniform from Arthur and Francis. Geez. Well, whatever.

"Well, what class are you from, then?" I asked.

"I'm from the North American class."

Oh. So that's that

"Hey, before the two of you melt while looking at each other like that, come over here and choose your lunch!" Arthur spat out and broke up the building friendly aura between me and Alfred.

"Yeah! Coming!" he answered back.
"So, let's go? Oh, yeah. Watch out for some annoying people. If you know what I mean." He held out to me his hand and me, in return, took a hold of it.

I don't really get what he meant by that, by the looks of it, I'm kinda getting what he meant. People were still staring at me like I'm some kind of extinct creature or something. Some girls were also glaring daggers at my direction. I mean seriously, are European people really like this?!

Finally, we reached the counter where Arthur, Elizaveta and Francis were. They were already ordering food.

A certain food caught my eye. It has yellow liquid on it and I believe that's what they call, 'FONDUE'.
"U-umm... How much for this one?" I politely asked.
"That's sold for €5.00." the lunch lady said.

That totally made my spirits go down. I only have Asian money... so even with dollars, it won't fit.

"Err... M-Maria.. I can lend you money, if you want." Elizaveta offered.
I just sighed. "Naah. Nevermind. But thanks for the offer though." I faintly smiled.

"ARRGGH! I really want to try eating Fondue. Since they say it's delicious!" I thought to myself.

We sat at the table, still, people kept looking at our direction. They weren't staring at the student council body, but rather at me.

"Maria, are you sure you want to skip lunch?" Elizaveta asked me as she sweat dropped.

"Hm? Oh, Yeah."

RUMMBBLLEEE

Everybody on our table stopped eating and stared at me. Gosh. That was embarrassing.

"Looks like you can't skip lunch. You're hungry, mon cherie." Francis stated the obvious.

"Have a bite on my burger then!" Alfred offered.

"You wanker! You already ate almost all of your burger. What's more there for her to eat?!" Arthur pointed out.

"I-It's okay. Well, in any case, I guess I should go now, since my building is still 3 yards away, and I might ran late again." I eyed Arthur who didn't seem to notice my point.

"Drop by the student council room after class." Arthur muttered while he was reading his book.

"Yeah, sure."

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Maria's POV

"Oh, this is NOT good."

I was already tired from my kilometer run from the girl's dormitory toward the main school building when I realized, that some of the Student Council body is already roaming around the campus to see if anyone got late, so immediate punishment would be given. (Proof you're part of the SCO, is that you have an arm band. That says "SCO" in it. )
And to me, it was a VERY unlucky day.
~•~•~•~•~•~•~•
I was sleeping soundly in my room when I didn't realize it was already 7:50am (classes start at 8am), until I fell on the floor, my face landing first.

"OW!" I gently rubbed my nose to see if it was swollen. Good thing it wasn't.
Half-asleep, I checked on the time on the clock, "HOLY CRAP." I mumbled. I rushed downstairs, to see everyone has already left for school. And I knew it deep inside, I was in DEEP trouble.
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"I definitely shouldn't get captured, or else!" I thought to myself. I mean, if I will get caught, that means I'll be punished. And who knows what punishment waits for me. Especially since the student council president is pretty infamous for his bad temper.
I made my way without being seen, or noticed. I hid in the bushes and near the trees. At last, I was just 2 yards away from the main school building……

"HEY YOU THERE!"

"CRAP! I gotta run!"

I ran at the other direction, while he was still chasing after me. I took a chance to take a peek behind me to see if he was still on my tracks; and HE WAS! I ran faster despite my legs going numb from my constant running just a few minutes ago. Now, he was catching up with me! "ARRRRGGHHH! Stop chasing me for heaven's sake!" This guy surely has some stamina for this kind of run. I wonder if he's in the Track and Field club... In any case, my legs are really about to give in!

I've had enough. Punishment or no punishment, I GIVE UP! I'm SERIOUSLY tired now.
I stopped in my tracks and turned to face this guy that was chasing me. As he got a little closer, I began to realize, the guy who's been chasing me all around.

The Student Council President, Arthur Kirkland.

"Damn it woman, you can really run, huh?" he was panting and was out of breath when he finally reached me.

His thick British accent echoed through my ears. And it's hardly understandable. Really.

"Now, as for your punishment for being late AND running away," he stood straight up then fixed his uniform. "What a neat freak." I thought to myself.

Suddenly, he glared at me as if he read my thoughts.
But now that we've actually met eye to eye, I just realized that his eyes were deep green… no, more like emeralds shining under the sun. They were beautiful.

"What's your name and class?" he asked. He pulled out a small notebook and a pen from his pockets and began scribbling stuffs.

"Come on. Spit it out. Both of us will get in trouble for our lateness if we don't get this thing over with." He spat.

He was clearly irritated and troubled at the same time. I just sighed. I know we'll be a lot late than we should be if I won't tell him.

"Maria Clara Carriedo Dela Cruz. I'm from the South East Asia of Asia class." I muttered.

Suddenly, he gave me this 'WHAT?' look.

"C-could you repeat the first part?"

I looked at him funny. What? So he didn't get to write down my name? Stupid. I chuckled at this realization.

"S-stop that! Just repeat the first sentence you said..." his voice suddenly became soft. "… i-if that was a sentence…" he continued. He said it with a soft voice, but enough for me to hear.

I just laughed. He stared at me, his cheeks blushing up.

"My name's Maria Clara Carriedo Dela Cruz."

"Oh, and that wasn't a sentence. It's my name." I added up.

He looked at me for a second, and then started scribbling down on his notebook.
"Okay then. You're free to go." He closed his notebook, turn his back from me, then started walking toward the other direction.

I just looked at him funny. That's it? And I thought I'll be punished and do labor works.

I just shrugged. Guess not.
~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

GEOMETRY CLASS

"SIGGGHH!"

"Hey, you don't 'sigh' mouthing out the words." Lien (Vietnam), my roommate corrected me unconditionally.

"But this class is boring." I pouted.

"Also, why didn't you wake me up earlier? I ran late, you know." I pointed out.

"Err… well. I got a bit busy and forgot. SO SORRY!" she bowed her head down.

I looked at her suspicious. "Hmm. And because of that, I unfortunately met the infamous Student Council President."

"You met Arthur?"

"Well, briefly though." I chuckled. Lien looked at me funny.

"What? Well, one thing's for sure, he's somewhat interesting, though." I recalled the moments I had with him earlier that morning. And those emerald eyes of his…. It just kept on coming back to me. As if it was already recorded on my mind or something.

But something about those eyes of his is somewhat familiar. Vaguely familiar.

Mei (Taiwan) giggled. I shot her a 'WHAT' look.

"Oh right, hey, Maria. You know, RAVEN has a concert later on in the city." Mei whispered out for only me to hear.

Those words made my clouding boredom go away. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" I shouted at her loud enough for the whole class to hear.

"What's Ms. Mei so serious about, Ms. Maria?" Mr. Beilschimdt (Germania) looked at our direction with his icy, cold blue eyes.

"Uhhh.. A-about your class! I mean, why she is so serious about uhh…" I was mumbling useless stuffs now.

RIIIIIING!

I sighed BIG for relief. The bell saved me. Thank goodness!

"Okay. That's it for now, class." Mr. Beilschimdt packed up his things. As he was about to leave the classroom, he gave me an icy glare. "Ms. Maria, I'd like to speak with you, please."

That's it. I'm doomed.

"Y-Yes sir." I muttered.

Mei gave me two thumbs up, while Lien just simple gave me a sympathetic smile. Wow. Thanks guys. Really. THANKS.

Mr. Beilschmidt and I were in the hallway, when the other students were now roaming the corridor being carefree as usual, and not minding that there was a teacher around. Unfortunately, Mr. Beilschmidt's attention was focused mainly one ME.

"Err.. so… uhhh…" I muttered, trying to break the slowly building up silence that was covering the both of us.

"What was it, Ms. Dela Cruz?" he asked firmly.

"Huh?" I stupidly reacted. "Of course he was talking about the earlier ruckus you made, you idiot!" I mentally slapped myself.

Suddenly, a loud SCREEECH was heard all throughout the hallway.

"ATTENTION. ATTENTION. This is your Student Council President speaking. I would like to have a word with Ms. –uhh…"

This guy was obviously stuttering behind the microphone.

"-Miss Maria Clara Carriedo… Dela Cruz. Please proceed to the Student Council room immediately. And by that, I mean, RIGHT NOW. You hear me? Thank you."

The screeching of the microphone disappeared.
"Hmm. I guess Mr. Kirkland's looking for you, Ms. Maria. But-" I cut him short.
"Y-yeah! I guess he is. So I gotta go now. Bye, Mr. Beilschmidt!" I hurried towards the other direction and ran as fast as I could. I don't want to get cornered like that again with that creepy teacher. Seriously creepy.

"Crap. So he's still going to give me punishments? But I guess it's a lot better than to stay there with a creepy teacher staring at you as if he could see through your soul…" I thought as I walked hastily to get away from Mr. Beilschmidt.
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So, I made my way through the other building, where the European classes are held and where the student council room is located.

Since it was my first time entering the building, I was amazed. VERY amazed. The building was just so classy and flamboyant-looking compared to our building.

Then I realized, people were staring at me, as if I was some kind of weirdo. Some were even chuckling and giggling at the same time while looking at me.

'What? Is there something on my face?' I thought.
I walked around the building, looking for the student council room since I have no idea where it really is located around here. I was just informed it was located inside the European building, and nothing more other than that.

After minutes of searching, I wasn't still able to find the stupid student council room. "This is tiring! I can't believe I'm also ACTUALLY going to THAT guy.." I thought.

"Hey there~♥ I believe you're lost."

I turned around to see who it was. But before I did, his hands were already crawling their way on my waist!

SMACK!

"Ow! Mon Cherie, that was totally uncalled for!" his French accent echoed all throughout the hallway. Tsk. You deserved that, you pervert!

"Y-you! How dare you!" I screamed at him. This guy's totally insane!
"But I'm just here to help you, mon amour."

"Oh, get your filthy hands off her, Francis." A female voice said.

I looked behind this 'Francis' and saw a brunette haired girl. Her emerald eyes were astounding. It quickly reminded me of Arthur's emerald eyes. They were the same.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"H-huh? Uhh.. Yes." I stuttered. She was like a human goddess. She was certainly beautiful.

She flashed me a smile. "Thank goodness. Who knows what THIS guy might do to someone as frail as you." She walked closer to me and held my hands.

"Say, let's be friends."

HUUUUH?

I just looked at her astounded.

"I'm Elizaveta Hedervary." She introduced herself.

HUUUUUUUUH?!

"I-I… I'm M-Maria Clara Carriedo Dela Cruz.. P-Pleased to meet you." I was really out of words. I mean, this beautiful girl wants to befriend someone like me? Seriously?!

She smiled again. "I'll call you Maria, is that okay?"

I nodded.

"Ohh~! I'm Francis Bonnefoy. Pleased to meet you, Maria, mon Cherie." The blond-haired 'Francis' guy introduced himself.

"Let's be good friends, oui?~♥" he stretched out his hand to me. Subconsciously, I did the same.

Suddenly, Elizaveta glared daggers at Francis; which he didn't seem to bother.

"Well then, what brings a cute Asian girl like you here?" she asked.

Finally, I got my composure back. I was feeling like myself once again. My, if I continued to act like an idiot back there, that would've been embarrassing.

"Oh. Uhh… Do you know where the student council room is?" I asked.

"Ah~! So you're the girl Iggy's been talking about." Francis cheerfully pointed out.

"She's the girl? Oh my." Elizaveta pouted.

Huh? What are they talking about?

"Err.. What do you mean…?" I asked.

"Come on, you'll know when we get there..." she was still sulking. I wonder what the problem is.

After several minutes of walking, we finally arrived in front of a huge marble door. It was really huge.

"Here we are." Elizaveta smiled, feeling successful.

"Is this the Student Council Room?"

"Oui, mon Cherie." Francis spoke in French. Gosh. There he is again with his stupid French tongue. And to top it all, I don't even know what he's saying!

Elizaveta and Francis opened the door in front of me revealing a spacious room. It was a huge room, but there wasn't much furniture or decoration inside. I'd say it's pretty boring with only a huge wooden table at the center, two chairs and one coffee table. Wow. Cheapskate much?

And there he was, standing alone looking straight at our direction with irritation.

"You're LATE!" he shouted.

"Hey, don't yell, Arthur! She was just lost." Elizaveta defended.

I gave her a 'Thank You' look. She smiled.

"Well, in any case, now that you're here," He stood up from where he was sitting at and walked towards our direction.

He was now right in front of me, smirking. Seriously, he can be so creepy. He reminds me Mr. Beilschmidt.

"Your punishment is about to begin."

Say WHAT? I thought I was off the hook already!?

"Punishment?!" I reacted.

"Since you ran late, of course you have punishment for that. We don't take no for an answer. It's either you do our punishment, or you'll still be punished." He laughed evilly.

Elizaveta and Francis just sweat dropped. "So in other words, I'm still going to be punished either way?" I mumbled. He stopped laughing. "Err.. Pretty much." He answered.
I just sighed. "Fine. So, what's this 'punishment'?" I asked.

"Be our lackey."
"Excuse me?"
"For 2 weeks, you will be the student council's lackey." He explained.
"You've got to be kidding me!?"
"No. He's pretty serious, Maria." Elizaveta smiled apologetically.
"Oh~! This is favorable for me, mon cherie~♥"

Arthur and Elizaveta glared daggers at the French, but then again, he didn't seem bothered by it.

"With the exception of what you're thinking, you perverted frog." Arthur added.
"Ne soyez pas si avare, Arthur!" Francis spoke once again on his native tongue.
"Stop using your French language on me, you wine bastard!"

Elizaveta moved closer to me. "He practically owns the place, Maria. So I suggest to just go along with his demands. It's just 2 weeks, and I promise, I will go easy on you." She whispered to me.

"Whaaat?! B-but… that would mean all the hard work befalls on me. I'm sure of it." I mumbled.

"Don't worry about that. You're not the only one. Since, there are only 4 of us in the student council body, he got this crazy idea of giving out 'lackey' punishments to those who misbehave and ran late during and after school hours." She explained.
That explains it.

"Wait, so you mean there are only 4 members of the Student council body?" I asked, since I just got here 2 weeks ago, I have no idea who makes up the student council body.

"Yes. There are only four of us. I'm the president, this leech is the vice president, Elizaveta is the treasurer and-"before Arthur could continue his explanation, the fragile-looking marble door unexpectedly opened up.

"YO! I'm here. So what's for lunch?"

There was a sudden silence when this blond-haired man came into the room. But, Arthur was the one who broke the silence first.

"You git! Don't just enter like that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" he shouted.

"Oh, Iggy! Don't be so angry at this time of the day. So, what's for lunch?" the blond
innocently defended himself.

"Why are you asking me that!? I don't know!"

"Pourquoi êtes-vous lui demander? Il Suce à cuisine!" Francis muttered.

"Oh shut up, you frog! You and your stupid Frenchie language!" Arthur spat in irritation.

Elizaveta just sighed. "Gosh. Why am I part of this idiotic student council body again?" she mumbled to herself.

"Well, anyways, Maria. That four-eyes is our secretary, Alfred F. Jones. Although he doesn't really do his job well, he's still our secretary."

"Oh." I mumbled.

"Okay then! Now that's all fixed up, shall we head to the cafeteria then?" Elizaveta puts up her friendly smile, but was immediately washed away since the other 3 guys were already getting on her nerves.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, she pulls out a frying pan and smacked the hell out of the three other guys.

"Hmp! Again with this idiocy! You guys are really getting on my nerves nowadays." Elizaveta glared daggers at the three guys, which made them flinch a little.

"E-Elizaveta's pretty scary when she's mad, huh?" Arthur mumbled.
"But she's still lovely as ever." Francis side commented.
"BOO. I want to eat a burger now." Alfred pouted.
"We're going to grab our lunches now. But promise me, you guys won't make a racket out there, you hear me?"

"Yes."
"Oui."
"Gotcha."

Aw. The three of them look so cute. I can't believe they submit to Elizaveta so easily. What an embarrassing scene for these men.
~•~•~•~•~•~•~•
After a while, we arrived at the school cafeteria. But not on the usual cafeteria I usually go to, this was the European cafeteria. Yes. EUROPEAN.

Meaning, the food are from Europe and the students eating here are only from Europe (With an exception of an outsider student if he/she comes here with a European student.

My mouth dropped opened with the scenery unfolding right before my eyes.

"Yeah. I made that face too when I first came here." Alfred whispered to me.
I looked at Alfred and he did the same. Our eyes met; those big, rounded, cerulean blue eyes looked at my average brown ones. It made me flush a bit.

I looked away abruptly even before he realizes I was blushing. Suddenly, reality came tumbling back to me.

"Wait. What do you mean by what you said?" I asked.

"Hm? Oh. I'm not from this class." he made a foolish smile.

"You're not from here? B-but then how..?"

"I'm part of the student council body, remember?" he grinned.
That made me flush even more! And this time, because of embarrassment! I can't believe I assumed he's from the European class! Well, I can't really tell since almost all of them has those blond hair. I also didn't realize he had a different design of uniform from Arthur and Francis. Geez. Well, whatever.

"Well, what class are you from, then?" I asked.

"I'm from the North American class."

Oh. So that's that

"Hey, before the two of you melt while looking at each other like that, come over here and choose your lunch!" Arthur spat out and broke up the building friendly aura between me and Alfred.

"Yeah! Coming!" he answered back.
"So, let's go? Oh, yeah. Watch out for some annoying people. If you know what I mean." He held out to me his hand and me, in return, took a hold of it.

I don't really get what he meant by that, by the looks of it, I'm kinda getting what he meant. People were still staring at me like I'm some kind of extinct creature or something. Some girls were also glaring daggers at my direction. I mean seriously, are European people really like this?!

Finally, we reached the counter where Arthur, Elizaveta and Francis were. They were already ordering food.

A certain food caught my eye. It has yellow liquid on it and I believe that's what they call, 'FONDUE'.
"U-umm... How much for this one?" I politely asked.
"That's sold for €5.00." the lunch lady said.

That totally made my spirits go down. I only have Asian money... so even with dollars, it won't fit.

"Err... M-Maria.. I can lend you money, if you want." Elizaveta offered.
I just sighed. "Naah. Nevermind. But thanks for the offer though." I faintly smiled.

"ARRGGH! I really want to try eating Fondue. Since they say it's delicious!" I thought to myself.

We sat at the table, still, people kept looking at our direction. They weren't staring at the student council body, but rather at me.

"Maria, are you sure you want to skip lunch?" Elizaveta asked me as she sweat dropped.

"Hm? Oh, Yeah."

RUMMBBLLEEE

Everybody on our table stopped eating and stared at me. Gosh. That was embarrassing.

"Looks like you can't skip lunch. You're hungry, mon cherie." Francis stated the obvious.

"Have a bite on my burger then!" Alfred offered.

"You wanker! You already ate almost all of your burger. What's more there for her to eat?!" Arthur pointed out.

"I-It's okay. Well, in any case, I guess I should go now, since my building is still 3 yards away, and I might ran late again." I eyed Arthur who didn't seem to notice my point.

"Drop by the student council room after class." Arthur muttered while he was reading his book.

"Yeah, sure."