Beatrice looked at the crowd, who was now looking rather excited about the COP. She smiled, and for the first ti in her life, she did sothing off-script.
She was actually done with her speech but when she thought about how tirelessly Kyle worked for the school without saying anything, and how he didn't care about what people thought of him, she felt it would be wrong for her not to say sothing.
More so since Kyle wasn't here.
So she stood there, and held her hands in a firm grip as she looked at the entire Hall.
"The COP is the combined effort of everyone in Student Council," Beatrice began, "but what is not known is that it was actually the brainchild of President Kyle."
When Mr Andrews and Ms Julie heard this, they were not impressed.
Yes, it may have been his idea but he did nothing to implent it. He had been off making a film. In fact, it had been Sam that ca up with the report and it was Beatrice's ticulous efforts and rounding up the other Student Councils that it got to the stage that it was right now.
"What is less known, is that even though President Kyle had been sowhere else to film John Wick 4, he would skype often regarding COP," Beatrice went on, "I may have been the one who did the physical work but he was the one that thought of everything."
She looked at everyone, from the students and to the teachers behind, and repeated, "Everything."
She looked back to the Hall, saying, "His detailed plan-of-action was so ticulous that all we had to do was simply follow it. For the more difficult jobs like getting the licences approved quickly, getting companies to pledge donations regularly to support the program, and even the agreent to give a written testimonial ... all of that was done by Kyle."
Everyone was silent, absorbing this sudden information.
Ms. Julie and Mr. Andrews were shocked beyond belief, and were feeling very ashad for their earlier thoughts (even though they weren't really to bla of them).
"And rember. He did this all while filming," Beatrice said, "Which is why Principal Godric also said, Kyle is one that has done a lot for this school, more than what people realise."
She took a deep breath, looked at her hands in front of her and spread them on the podium.
"The reason why I'm telling you all of this is because President Kyle would never do so. He's a strange person. Others would be shouting this from the rooftops but President Kyle?"
Beatrice shook her head, "He's just too strange, I guess."
The students laughed, their eyes shining. They were in awe.
"Everyone here knows how nice President Kyle is, correct?"
"YEEEAAAAAA!!" they all shouted, while Xing Han being one of the loudest (of course).
"So now, I am asking everyone for one huge favour," Beatrice said, finally reaching the point of the whole revelation.
"I think everyone would agree that President Kyle is Sakura Academy's Treasure ..."
Beatrice had to stop at this, for the whole Hall erupted in loud shouts, cheers and 'whoop whoop'. She waited for everyone to calm down before she continued.
"So I am asking you. Students of Sakura Academy. Please take care of President Kyle," Beatrice said with a gentle voice.
Everyone was dumbfounded. What did she an? Take care of Kyle?
"Just like Principal Godric pointed out. In here, President Kyle is just a normal student. Out there," she said, waving her arm in front of her, indicating the world 'outside'.
"He isn't just the Smith Heir anymore. He's a rising idol that people are going crazy over. He needs to be protected. From the insanity and madness of people out there, be it fans or paparazzi," Beatrice explained.
"So help , protect him. Such as, don't give interviews revealing information about him, or take inappropriate photoes of him. You know he doesn't mind you taking pictures, and even his sister Kay has so pretty impressive shots for sale. But don't cross the line and don't let other people do so as well."
"He's our School Treasure. Let us take care of him and protect him."
"Just as he has always done so, for us," Beatrice said.
The Hall was silent for a full second before Xing Han suddenly stood up, jumping on his chair (nearly toppling it) and faced the crowd. Fist bumping one arm in the air, he shouted, "PROTECT KYLE!!"
Everyone stood up, copied Xing Han and started chanting as they continuously fist-bumped the air, "Protect Kyle! Protect Kyle! Protect Kyle!"
Xing Han then crossed his hands, signaling them to stop. They did.
"But rember!!" Xing Han shouted in his booming voice, "Kyle is MY BFF!!"
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