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Chapter 7: Not a Chance

There's nothing like a good old cup of hot tea on a nice winter day. You're bundled up in your bed, watching a good movie, and sipping a good cup. It just keeps you warm while your toes are possibly freezing off of your feet. 

But, at the same time, it's even better when it's spilled at your school. And not when it's just a drop or two. I'm talking about the whole damn cup. Where the leak is so huge that you're going to need several layers of paper towels to soak it up. 

Now that's the kind of tea that a lot of people love it around here. And I'm not going to disagree with the fact that I'm one of those people who loves it.

"Nope. No chances of going to there. The GPA and acceptance rates are so out of my reach," I think to myself, as I close my tab. Most people usually have some sort of direction as to where they want to go after high school. You see, I'm not one of those fortunate people. 

I'm at that place where I don't know what I'm going to do, and I have almost no time left. So now, I'm scrambling to find a career that will work out for me and won't leave me crippled with student debt. 

And the worst part is, nothing is working for me. Nothing seems appealing enough. No matter how much research that I try to do, nothing just seems to click with me. That's what I really hate about choosing a college major. 

As I'm scrolling through more and more pages about choosing the right college and major, I feel a tap come upon my shoulder. I finish looking at the screen, and then I turn around. My best friend, Alison, is standing right there, with a big smile stretched across her face like someone pulled her cheeks out. 

I raise an eyebrow, and say, "Everything good? You look like someone kissed you for the first time." 

Alison shook her head, and says, "I got news. Really good news."

 I lean in a little bit, with a fake smile on my face. "You made more butterscotch cupcakes?"

 "I wish." 

"You finally got a cat?" 

"Keep guessing." 

"You finally found concealer that matches?" 

"Now that's just cruel." She takes out her pencil case. "I got news on Ray and Sophia. This doesn't really involve me in the situation." 

I shrug. "Okay. Unless this is really good news, then I don't know what you're so hyped about." 

"Basically, Ray tried to defend Sophia, Sophia pretended to act like Ray had insulted her, and when news spread, she went sobbing it back to Ray just to get his vote back because of the elections." 

My jaw drops open, and I lean in a little bit more. "Are you serious?" I ask. 

She nods. "Dead serious. I heard it from literally everyone around me. I thought it would help in making the elections go a little bit smoother. Because we all know how much you want to be Ray's vice president, since you guys are such close friends." 

I smile a little bit, and then take out my speech note cards so that I can add this to my notes. Honestly, this is the best thing that I can add to my speech. 

When it comes to elections, a lot of people play dirty. Really dirty. Honestly, that's what you got to do sometimes. You just have to pull some strings to get what you want. And this is arguably the best kinds of strings that I've ever had to pull. 

I smile a little bit, and say, "Thanks, Alison. This is going to help me so much." 

Alison smiles, and says, "You're good. I can't wait to see you crush her." She holds her hand up in a high five, to which I gladly accept.