Salma's big speech

The classes move as they naturally do. You go to your subjects while making time to chat with your different girlfriends. You, Chris, Alex, and Amy share the same friendly banter as always. Dana and the misfits will sometimes smack your ass as you walk by them in the hall. Ms. Furizuru and Ms. Lola sometimes stroke your arm as you pass by. And Aphrodite and Rebecca never pass up the chance for a kiss.

As the day proceeds, your anticipation for the weekend grows. Your girlfriends always plan something special for everyone to do. You've had massive sleepovers at Rebecca's house, entire party venues booked for a night, and Alice or Ms. Amber rent out a private stay at a museum or zoo.

Part of the anticipation also comes with a sense of excitement. One or more of your girlfriends almost always use the opportunity to have sex with you, sometimes turning a simple date into a full-blown orgy. While this isn't always the case and having a simple romantic dinner is always a treat, you still can't help but wonder if the night will end with everyone having to sneak home in the nude after losing their clothes in some strange way.

Your daydreaming is interrupted as you pass by Salma. She waves a pamphlet in front of your face. "Hello?! Earth to Sam?!"

"W-What? What did you say?" You ask.

Salma rolls her eyes and thrusts the pamphlet in your face. "The speech, Sam! My big speech to stay this year's class president is tomorrow night! A new year means a new president for the senior class!"

"Wait, Saturday?" You ask. "Why are we having the speech tomorrow?"

Salma shrugs. "Honestly, no idea. Ms. Pershing moved it to that day. But it means that everyone doesn't have the excuse of classes to not show up! Come along and vote for me, why don't you? Show some interest outside of your...whatever you perverts do on the weekend."

You groan and take the pamphlet. "Why is there a speech anyway? Aren't your running unopposed?"

Salma seems genuinely surprised for a moment, quickly brushes it off. "You noticed? I mean, yes! Of course I am! But I still have to go through the proper procedure, after all! A good leader does everything by the book."

You stifle a snicker, wondering if she knows how the teachers are all breaking "the book" by dating you.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, Sam," Salma says. Swiftly, she turns away to give out more pamphlets.

You're about to throw yours out when your phone chimes. Looking at the screen, you see that it's the group chat you've set up with your girlfriends. The main text has a request from someone.