Novel & Cerita Even The Student Council Has Holes Characters

If not, then let's just get straight to the test and see which one of us finishes it faster and more accurately! Just then, footsteps echoed in the corridor. Then, the lecturer in charge of overseeing the program, Mr. William Stein, walked in. The male classmate from earlier immediately pointed his finger at me and tattled, "Mr. Stein! Shawn just openly insulted Mr. Jefferson and even threw his bottle at Ariel! People like him should be expelled!" I laughed coldly at that. "Why don't you ask Mr. Stein if he actually dares to expel me? Who do you think you're trying to intimidate? You might as well just call the police on me instead."

"I don't have parents." A sob escaped me. "I don't have some rich family waiting to pay ransom." The students exchanged confused looks. "If you keep me here..." I wiped my tears. "...I'm going to rot here." Heavy silence followed. The kind that changed everything. Because suddenly, The expressions around the room changed. Confusion, shock, disbelief…… The students looked at one another. Then at me. Then at Kaizen. A boy near the wall frowned. "She's an orphan?" Another student whispered,

"Watch your mouth, man. Don't bring up the wrong stuff. So what if he lost his junk? Sam's still a real man. No way he can't handle a drink." The rich boys slung their arms around each other and jeered at me. My chest tightened. I couldn't help but look at Jody. To my surprise, she laughed even louder. "All right, shut up, all of you. Weren't we gonna play a game? What are we playing?"

Dave and Zoe said in unison. "Those 3 guys are the founders, owners, stakeholders and whatever else kind of ownership there is of the Bad Boys Club." At this Annabel Reed's eyes came up from her book "I said no talking! " she looked at me "I heard you got into trouble at English today? You should learn to do more than drool over people who will laugh at you after pranking you and get your nose buried in your book." The poor juniors seating with us flinched at the sight of their head girl's rage but if Annabel Reed noticed it she didn't say anything about it. With her never smiling face and commanding tone my guess is she grew up in a military base.

Wynzie "Guys have you heard, some have lost their wolves again... It's scary, we are getting extinct, tssk! tssk!" "It's all about love, so be careful when you guys found your soulmates and just believe that the moon goddess knows what she's doing." I look at the one who just talked. She's one of the students council officers and I don't wanna argue about it. I look at the crowd on the campus ground. Everyone's busy, some are laughing, some playing games and some are reading but I can't hear anything.

Then I called Christy to chat a little with her. “Come on Molly, you are no longer a new student, there are a lot of clubs in the school, find one to join. There are the drama club, the singing club, the debate club, the fashion club, the math club and you are very good in math, oh and they also have the nerd club, so which is it going to be?” “None,” I deadpanned. “Oh come, don’t be a killjoy.” “What of you, which one are you in?”

"The school councils?" "Precisely. The Supernatural Student Council, the Faculty Advisory Board, the Board of Trustees—they all have members who owe favors, who have secrets, who can be... influenced." I open the first file, revealing photographs and detailed dossiers. "I want you to contact each of them. Tonight." "What's the angle?"

“Cowards use fear like a shield.” Mika squinted at Adonis, arms folded, her foot tapping impatiently. “So let me get this straight. You’re telling us we go to a school built on top of a secret hydro-engine conspiracy—run by some unknown founder named Edwards Kale who’s currently playing ‘Silence of the Students’ across campus?” “Yes!” Adonis cried. “That’s exactly it!” “Oh, well that’s just fantastic,” she muttered, her voice laced with venomous sarcasm. "Anything else we should know? Hidden treasure map in the dining hall? Secret passage under the Principal’s chair? Magical prophecy scroll that says Joy’s the chosen one?”

I went about my usual routine, taking a shower before making my way to my locker. Upon arriving, I was met with the sight of Charlotte and Reuben, their expressions twisted into smirks as if they had just spotted a wild animal. Students in the hallway hurled insults my way—thin-ass, sick bitch, ugly—yet, I had trained myself to ignore them, keeping my gaze downcast. As I rifled through my locker for books for my first class, I noticed Reuben, Charlotte, Vincent, and Ryker passing nearby. Charlotte paused, leaning in to whisper in my ear. “Hoe of the school.” It was a taunt I had heard before.