Happy but not Happy

I think you guys all remember that I have very weird 5 girls in my class who keeps on ripping other girl's book cover. Sadly, they're still here in my class, though they don't do those stuff now. I think they got really scared because they almost went to the school-bully 117 things. Anyways, even though they are not doing those stuff, they are still breathing in our classroom, so, well, I can't be relaxed.

Back to the point, I became our class vice-president. But there is a big big problem that those 5 bad girls might do stuff to me now. I mean, they did that bad stuff to the class president before, why wouldn't they do it to me? So my mom and dad didn't want me to go to the electing candidate thing so I didn't raise my hand when the teacher said "who wants to be class president?". But sadly, no one wanted to be the class president because of the same reason as me!! So like it was really quiet when the teacher asked the question. And then one of the 5 girls said that they think that I will be good for a president. WHAT??? I was like, why are they doing this stuff? And then I realized that maybe they're not going to do bad stuff to me since they didn't like the cover-ripped kid before she became the president anyway. So I called my mom(I really did!) to ask her opinion, and then my dad was with my mom so when my mom said, "okay, just try it", I could hear my dad sighing with worry like he lost the whole world. And then I came back to the class and said that I will do it, and the whole class was in a "Whoopee!" mood because they didn't have to be the class president. And then we voted for who will be the president and who will be the vice-president, and then the boy won by having one more vote. I actually voted for the boy since I didn't really want to have even one percent of getting bullied by the 5 girls because I became the class president. So the boy was like, "thank you so much!" to me, and I don't even know how he knew that I voted for him.

I think I feel good because I've never been class president or class vice-president. But there is a very big con, that I have to stand in the most back in the row when we line up because I'm the vice-president blah blah. But I can go to the most front next month so it's fine.

Anyways, my feeling is kind of complicated because I have this feeling of happiness and worrying mixed up.

Sincer- wait! I actually thought that I was writing an Email! I mean, I'm not pretending. I think I write too many emails these days. Maybe I'll just write the Sincerely thing for fun.

Sincerely,

Seoin