Mr. Student Council President

Carson Gold is Valentine Silver's mate. He is also the school's Student Council President and Captain of the Football team. He's got a lot on his plate and he's totally not prepared for Valentine trying to bring him out of the closet.

Valentine couldn't care less about what people thought about him, he'd found his mate and was ready to claim him as his. First he had to find a good way to tell him about being a wolf.

With a group of rebels, an annoying sister, a best friend and Student Council duties, Carson's good life was going to get even more interesting. Did I mention the family secret that has yet to be discovered?

It's your typical cliche, teenage gay werewolf story.


Warning! This story is BoyXBoy.
There will be be R rated content in here and i advise if you don't like this sort of stuff don't read it!

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6. Student President Duties

 

5. Carson

"Hey! Prez!" A newly familiar voice called to me the next morning.

I turned to find Grayson Smith walking toward me. He was part of the eight new kids that transferred.

"Good morning," I replied as he came to a stop in front if me. He was a good looking guy. He had milky white skin with pale gray eyes and I found it hilarious considering his name is Grayson. And he has dark curly hair which was adorable, plus he was taller than me.

"I wanted to introduce you to my friend." he said and pulled a girl who was hiding behind him. She was short and so very cute, I had to resist the urge to pinch her cheeks.
"This is Carla Thomas,"

"Nice to meet you, Carla." I said holding out my hand to her.

She took it and then kissed the back of it. I stared at her a but stunned.

That cute demure she had up just now was gone replaced with a smirk.

"This cookie is sweet, Gray." she said as I gently pulled my hand back.

Grayson rolled his eyes, "He is off limits Carla."

She poured and leered at me. "But he's so cute!"

"Thanks," I said warily.

"You are most welcome, sugar. I'll be going now, I've gotta scope out the chicks in this place." and with that said she left us.

I stared at her retreating figure then turned to Grayson which gave a shrug.

"Yeah, Carla is a lesbian." He stated the obvious.

"Whoa, hot." I said with fake enthusiasm.

Grayson laughed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever,she is an acquired taste."

I nodded in agreement. The took a look at my watch. "Dude I got to head to the SC room. Catch you later?"

"Yeah," He agreed patting my shoulder before walking off.

I sighed and continued making my to the Student Council room. The principal had informed me that I had a couple things to go over and some paper work to be done. Connie had already ditched me for her cheerleader friends so I was on my own.

The day wasn't particularly great, it was cloudy and I knew the outdoor clubs would soon be asking permission to use the gymnasium. But the table tennis and volley ball clubs had matches very soon, so the other clubs would have to be canceled today.

"Good morning," a freshmen said as she passed with a group of friends. They giggled, making the kid blush. Oh no. Did she have a crush on me?

I smiled and nodded, "Morning, Ms. Thorn. Everything is well i hope?"

"You know my last name?" She asked appalled. I laughed.

"It's kinda my job to know all the students actually. Like you're friends, Ms. Granger and Mr. Banton over there." I replied, causing the two to blush. The guy was cute but I had a feeling he was in the closet like me. "If you all would excuse me I need to attend to some matters that need taking cared of."

I walked off, laughing quietly to myself. Most students always were quite surprised when I knew their names. But it was something I had to do. Being Student Council President was like being a mini principal. If the principal was too busy, trival things would be given to me to handle. I was allowed to punish students and even make a few rules. It was a nice job but had to be taken seriously and my grades had to be ontop and I had to conduct myself in a sophisticated manner.

The new addition to our SC team threw us off a little. Grayson, the guy from earlier along with Valentine were asked to be our assistants. I think it was because football season was coming up and it was no lie that I sometimes forgot I had other things going on. I was a bit surprised Valentine agreed to do such a thing, but Grayson had said they were being given extra credit and it was an easy way to avoid joining a club.

Walking up the stairs to the SC room, the bell rang and I was glad I had a double free period this morning. Student began rushing toward their classes and i watched amused. Poor kiddies.

As I approached the door, I noticed someone sitting on the railings. Would I have to reprimand  someone so early in the morning?

"You there!" I called, "The bell rang a couple minutes ago, no loitering in the halls during class time."

The person stood and silver eyes meet mine.

"Valentine," I breathed, a bit surprised to see him.

"Hey, Carson." He greeted me with a smile that had my insides melting. Today the God wore tight black pants and a white t-shirt with a gray hoodie and gray boots. His curly hair was swept back with a white head band. I could have licked him like an ice cream cone for looking so good right now.

"Don't you have class now?" I asked, staring at him with a raised eyebrow.

"No, I've got a free." He replied, "Bree told me that you had some work to be done, so I got you some coffee and a donut. I'll help you out too."

I nodded, "What kind of coffee did you get?"

"French vanilla," he answered, taking in the surprised look on my face his excited look dimmed, "I mean I could get another flavour if you like..."

I laughed, waving him off. "It's fine, that's actually my favourite. Thanks a lot."

"You're welcome," he said with a relieved grin.

I opened the SCR door and sighed as I noticed the stack of papers laying on my desk. That damn lazy principal.

Valentine closed the door behind us and I made my way to the desk, dropping my bag and taking off my jacket. The sexy boy placed the coffee and a brown bag (I assumed was the donuts) on the desk.

"So Prez, what do you need help with?" He asked. I sat down and read the first page in the stack. It was a bunch of complains about a teacher. I noticed that the suggestion box was there too.

"You can look through this box. I'd admit its more like fan mail and barely have suggestions but the ones we find are pretty interesting. There's a good bit in there, we haven't sorted it out for a few months." I informed him.

He looked at the box and nodded. "Sounds good, do you mind if I put on the radio?"

"Nah, once it's not crappy music we're good."

Valentine smirked and rolled his eyes, "I was thinking some classics, The Beetles good?"

I was going to marry this guy.

I nodded and he plugged his phone into the auxiliary cord and the room was filled with the sweet voice of John Lennon. I took a sip of my coffee, quietly moaning at the rich flavor entering my mouth.

I watched as Valentine took a seat in Bree's desk and emptied the box. When he caught me looking at him, I blushed and continued my work.

There was a soothing atmosphere in the room, it almost felt natural being here with this hot guy and working with him. I stole a look at him, he had a smile on face still, eating from another brown bag. There was a little chocolate o the corner of his lip and I gripped the table, resisting the urge to walk over to him, sit in his lap and suck it off.

Focus Carson!

I took another sip of the coffee, still very hot to my surprise and continued. The complaints towards this particular teacher had been coming in for a while now. It started off as little notes from other students saying he was too hard on them but that was a common thing students complained about. But now, one letter grabbed my attention. It was printed out with no name and it was directly addressed to me.

Dear Carson Gold,

Please help us. We can't talk to the teacher's or our parents and since you are a fellow student maybe we can tell you.

Mr. Henry, the young handsome teacher that teaches us and you Biology is a pervert. Last week when a couple of us girls stayed behind to get his help with our labs, he came on to me. He was way to close for my liking. He brushed my friend's legs and tucked my other friend's hair behind her shoulder. It's not comfortable to be around him now. We've tried to keep our distance.

I don't know if I'm reading into things but please investigate this issue.

Sincerely, 
Another female student.

It was short but I was glad she had come to me with this matter. I knew that if she had spoken to someone else like an adult they would have brushed it off. After all Mr. Henry was a very charming teacher and had won the hearts of many teachers, male and female alike. I had noticed that the female students didn't really like him as much as the other young teacher Mr. Dallas. This would definitely need investigation, if I got the right evidence, I could get this pervert fired. This would require the help of the Tech club and maybe even the Karate club if things got bad.

I took the note, got up and placed it on the notice board, writing the words MEETING AFTER SCHOOL. I knew for a fact that they would come, because i knew their schedules.

Valentine's light chuckle made me turn my attention to him once again.

"These are some really interesting suggestions." He stated lookkng at me with those amazing silver eyes. I walked over to the desk he seat on and it. "Like these: Let Carson wear no shirt for a day or have a pajama day at school."

I chuckled, "Told ya it is like fan mail. But I like that pajama idea, you can write that down."

"I actually like the shirtless Carson thing," he said normally. "I'd like to see that."

I blushed again and rolled my eyes, "How about no? You can throw that one away."

"How about this one; Girls want to see Carson in a onesie! I ain't gonna lie, i want to see that as well." He grinned, staring up at me with twinkling eyes. I looked down at him and gently smacked his head.

"Dude I don't swing that way." I lied.

Valentine pouted, "Then why are you blushing?"

"I-I- uh, always blush at things!" I exclaimed, breaking eye contact. "Besides you have a boyfriend,"

Valentine snorted and rolled his eyes.

Don't let this guy be a douche bag. Please let the next words coming out his gorgeous mouth be smart ones. I thought.

"I'm sorry but Storm isn't my boyfriend. We lied yesterday and I'm sorry." He was now turned to me, his legs between mine as he gazed at me with an apologetic expression on his face. "Storm is straight as a metal ruler. We didn't mean to lie to you and your sister, sorry."

I saw the sincerity in those silver eyes and sighed. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. "Chill man. It's all good. Apology accepted."

He beamed looking relieved. "Thanks Mate,"

He stiffened slightly and i patted his shoulder, enjoying the electric spark that flew up my arms. "You're welcome...Mate."

The colour of his eyes deepened a bit, changing into a lustful gray as they stared at me. I was mesmerized. I loved his eyes. They were intense and it felt like he wanted me to do something. A minute passed as we gazed at each other, I didn't want to look away. The song You and Me by Lifehouse starting playing i the backround. Goosebumps rose on my skin as i knew I was starting  to lean a little closer to this God.

But the sudden sound od the rain harshly hitting the window snapped me out of it.

"Well," I said, making Valentine blink, his eyes returning to the silver I loved. "I better get back to work."

He laughed, slightly breathless, moving his legs beck under the table. "Yeah me too,"

I walked back to my desk, sitting down and taking a large drink of the coffee with was warm now.

One thing was on my mind.

Valentine Silver didn't have a boyfriend.

Well, that changes a couple things.

******

Another random chapter.

Thanks for reading!

-Rebekah ☺☺

 

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