“You are... now eligible. I guess...”

“Oh hey dad, what do you mean?” I asked, confused. I was sitting on my desk, studying for an exam, when suddenly, my father came in. “Eligible, for what exactly?”

“President of the World.”

“What are you talking about dad? Are you drunk again?” I sighed.

“I signed you up, for President of the World, it’s a new form of selecting a leader.” My dad replied, he was somehow, rather quiet.

“In what dimension?, dad, there’s no such thing as ‘President of the World,’ what are you even talking about? I’m 17”

“They changed the age limit to 17+, so I thought, if I signed you up.. well...” he paused.

“Well what? You weren’t thinking right?..you probably signed me up for some child trafficking website, please dad, stop drinking so much..” I grumbled, knowing that I slightly hurt him. “Show me the website you ‘signed’ me up to.” I gestured for the laptop.

He gave it to me, slightly uneasy.

It was a very flashy website. It read: ‘Sign yourself up for the President of the WORLD.’

“Stupid scams..” I mumbled. It then showed a list of contestants. There was different people that had entered, but there was one person at the top of the list. ‘Chad Stone.’ That was my name...

“DAD. what Did you DO.”

“What did I do?” He said coughing.

“I GOT SELECTED. THEY’RE GONNA KIDNAP ME.”

“No son YOU got selected for the President of the Wor-“

“DAD..FOR THE LAST TIME, THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS THE PRESIDENT OF THE-“

Suddenly there was a bang on my door.

“What was that..” I said cautiously.

“You stay here, I’ll go check.” My dad left closing the door. I listened through the walls, there were two men.

“We are here for Chad Stone, are you him?” One man said, his voice was deep.

“He is my son, what is this regarding?” My dad asked, holding a cough.

“Congratulations, He is the new President of the World..”

Oh boy....