"what's the plan?"

"You students have been given a white card listing the rules to the first game! Good luck!"

VOTING RULE

1. Six teams of 6 will be made Each student will be given two votes.

2. 10 minute discussion will be given to students. After 10 minutes they will be made to vote each other. All the possible scenarios are listed below.

3. If a particular amount of students get equal votes. Say, 2 of six students get 3 votes. Then all the other students who have more than 3 votes will recieve a loss of 3×10000 that is 30000 points. And the students having less than 3 votes will recieve a profit of 3×10000 that is 30000 points. If two students get 2 equal votes then students with less than 2 votes will receive a profit of 2×10000 points and so on. The same rule applies for all the amount of equal votes students get.

4. Each student is allowed to give one vote or both of the votes they own to another student.

5. Students are not allowed to distribute their votes to two other students. Example: you have two votes but you can't give one to Natalya and the other to someone else. eithers both to the same person or only one.

6. Students are very well allowed to vote for themselves.

7. The votes will be announced But information regarding which student voted whom and how much will not be announced. The total amount of loss/profit will also not be announced.

The last rule was definitely made to give birth to traitors.

These rules seem to be not that complicated which is kind of weird seeing that this is a school for elite students. Which gives a possibility that the game is being hosted by someone... someone who either hates us or enjoys us despair.

I approach the only person I trust the most as i don't really know anyone better than her.

"Don't you think that-"

"Yes, i do think that this game is not hosted by our school. Rather it's someone who either hates us or loves others despair"

Before I could even finish my sentence she said the exact same words I said. This is the result of the lab we were born in. Our thought process is almost identical. The only difference is my social skills are much worse than her. The reason is likely because of her looks that she is easier to approach to. My entire life I haven't found a full-proof reason to why I can't communicate though.

"So? What are we gonna do now?" She asked

"We'll just start off by observing our team members"

"Observe them? They are literally our classmates why would you want to observe them? Don't tell me you're that bad at making friends!"

That's right she is the "sweetheart" of the class there is no way she doesn't already know each and every one of their behaviour.

"Maybe it's just because you are born with some sort of disability which makes you repellent to others"

"Oh is it my fault I am not the sweetheart of the class? Phrasing you as a "hoe" sound much accurate "

"Oh shut up just let me tell you how much I know about others"

She pointed at a tall kid with quit good build standing with a well-below tall kid.

"The tall one is James he looks very violent but I must tell you he is as violent as he looks. Only when someone gets on his nerves else he seems to be quit sensitive to other people"

"That's it? Thats all you know?"

"Just let me finish. The one standing with him is Dickson." She tries her best not to laugh at that name

"Dickson is a single minded type of person. he seems to only work hard in one thing and ignore the others. He is also an extremely confident person like even I can't match him in his confidence."

"The other two are Abby and sarah right? I already know a bit about them"

"And you called me a hoe?"

"It was for a science project okay?"

I approached my group of six members as mentioned in the blank paper. Coincidentally Natalya and i are in the same team.

"So guys? What let's discuss our plan! I have quit of a smart plan!" Abby fixed her twintail as she talked

"I think each one of us should give one single vote to ourselves that way only 10000 points will be in our loss"

While it is true that this plan will loose the smallest amount of money as all of us would have equal votes that is 1. And 1×10000 is 10000 points that will be lost. There are some limitations to this plan. Such as a traitor if made can easily betray someone and get away with it with ease.

"So? Do you guys agree?"

The only problem is that I can't tell this to them straight forward because of my social skills. I know Natalya has already noticed it but isn't responding because she wants me to do it.

I look at Natalya's face trying to hide her laugh.

I give a huge sigh

"I-i d-dont agree!"

That sounded much more dominant than I wanted it to sound.

"Oh so you actually speak ausable?"

"I-i think there are many flaws to this plan and we should start a new one"

This bitch Natalya wants me to suffer.

After explaining some of the possible flaws I stopped talking.

"Oh that makes sense...okay... atleast I got to see you talk! That is a once in a blue moon thing!"

"Uh-h -y-yeah..?"

I tried to smile but failed miserably. I can still see Natalya hiding her laugh through the corner of my eye.

There are now 5 minutes left to discuss.

James is now starting to panick. It seems like he gets anxious very quickly

"Guys?! There are only 5 minutes left! What are we going to do?!"

He kept blinking while saying that sentence. I'm kind of suspicious but this little information isnt getting me anywhere.

There are now 2 minutes left to discuss and everyone seems to be panicking. But whatever happens I am not going to talk doesn't matter to me even if we loose. I am not embarrassing myself again.

A voice from a speaker comes

"Oh it appears we forgot to mention that loosing is going to add an extra 50000 points to your debt"

After those words were said I get lost... somewhere it felt like I got sucked out of the present and stared my father in the eyes. I quickly came back to reality. It was almost like that voice was made just to kind of activate me.

"Alright y'all! Listen up! You guys aren't listening to me!" I screamed

James stood up furious and anxious at the same time. Grabbing my collar.

"You aren't even talking how are we supposed to listen to you?!-"

"Doesn't matter if I talk! You won't listen to me anyway will you?!"

After those words he seem to be surprised by my sudden choosing of words. There are now 1 minute and 30 seconds left to discuss.