A scream echoed through the empty hallways of County High school as we heard the news. "How did that happen?" I thought to myself. This had to have been planned out previously by someone.
This event was the Student Government elections held last year, my sophomore year. I had big plans. I wanted to be the Junior Class president. Being Junior Class president is a big responsibility due to prom, concessions and other fund raisers, but I wanted the position anyway. I knew I could handle it. My mom gave me a great idea for a theme that I would carry throughout my posters, my speech and my clothing attire on Election Day. I researched pictures I could put on posters. I bought stickers to hand out to people on election day that went along with my theme, which was "Bees". This went along with my last name, too. An example of one of my posters was "Heard the buzz? Andrea is running for class president!"
My mood previous to Election Day ended up not as excited as I wanted it to be. Instead, it was nervous. You see, my best friend, Tiffani had decided to run against me. At the beginning of the campaign I was excited for her. "This is great," I thought. "She is getting involved in one of the biggest groups in our school." I immediately followed that thought with, "Even though she is going to lose, I am happy that she is trying." The idea that she would lose stuck with me most of the campaign season.
Other friends and I had talked a lot about the both of us running and not very many of us liked the idea of Tiffani running. We thought of her and irresponsible and closed-minded. During our sophomore year, Tiffani was absent a lot because she wanted to go shopping. She also didn't have a good time at homecoming our sophomore year because the float didn't work out exactly how she wanted it to. These were all reasons in which we told ourselves why Tiffani wouldn't make a good president and reasons enough to believe that I had this election easy. It turned out I didn't have it easy, though. Tiffani had a great campaign going and a lot of people were supporting her. It was fun walking down the freshman/sophomore hallway during campaign week because our class had posters plastered all over our wall. There wasn't a lot of wall left to see because of all the posters. Walking down the hallway wasn't only fun,but scary at the same time. Tiffani's posters were awesome, which made more people back her up. They also made me jealous because my posters weren't as creative. My posters stuck with my "Bee" theme though, which was one trait Tiffani's posters didn't have.
Tiffani and I talked to each other about running against each other. She assured me that nothing would change if I won, and I told her the same. I knew that if she won, I would be fine with that. I had already overloaded myself with activities and if I didn't have Student Government to worry about I would be much better off. Even though she assured me, I still feared that if I won, Tiffani would...