It was a bright fall morning in Toronto, Canada. The birds were singing, the leaves were turning beautiful colors, and the air was becoming a bit chillier. High school students were back in the halls, making their way towards their classes. School was a bummer to everyone. Well, almost everyone.
Ladies and gentlemen! announced a gawky teenager named Harold to an auditorium full of students. I give you your class president. The one, the onlyNOAH!! Cheers erupted from the students.
Showtime, Noah whispered to himself as he walked on stage. Noah was a rather short teen with straight brown hair who wore a red sweater vest over a blue shirt. His appearance was met with much applause. Noah held his arms up to take it all in. He made his way over to the podium, stepped up to the microphone and cleared his throat.