The whole school has turned into a campaign, due to the school election. It feels like every hallway is plastered with bright colors and bold promises, making the air thick with tension and excitement. One of my friends actually happens to be one of them, Haley, wanting to be the next school president. She's got that fire in her eyes, the kind that tells you she actually wants to make things better around here.
She and Sasha have been quite busy trying to convince other students to vote for Haley, running around with clipboards and rehearsed speeches. I have been helping mostly, not with the loud rallies or the speeches that make my head spin, but helping with the designing of posters and free gifts. We've been giving out hairpins, bowties, and these little robotic hand fans that Haley invented. They're actually pretty cool, buzzing with a soft hum that keeps the heat away during the long afternoon classes.
