Chapter 27: Maria Trapped

Maria stretched out her hand to Paris. "As promised." Paris saw the completed form and flashed his large grin of victory. He grabbed the paper and passed it to his secretary. "Well, you did one thing right, Maria Davis," the president said with a princely air in his tone and waved a hand like a royal. "You may go now." Maria frowned. "We need to talk, Paris." The president blinked twice. Talk? No one had ever asked him to talk. He forced a polite smile. "I have nothing more to say to you, Maria Davis. Be on your way." The new member of the student council let out a weary sigh. "You have to stop calling me by my full name, Paris. You call everyone here by their first name, so you can do the same with me. I'm part of the student council now, so I'm a fellow member too, right?" The trimmed brows dipped in disapproval. Maria continued with a half-serious frown. "And you always look over my head when we talk." The same brows raised in embarra