(𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙)

The next week was wild with crazy campaigns, and the votes were coming in one by one. At the end of the week, the results were in, and we were all in the common room, anxious to know who won.

"And the winner is- Naomi!!" Doug said.

I cheered for Naomi. I was so happy she won. As she went up to say a few words, she said to the director, "You should have more confidence."

"What?" the director said.

"I mean, your tits are fine. You shouldn't have to stuff them," she said as she grabbed some of the votes out of her bra.

We all started laughing our asses off. It was clear that Cook won, and not Naomi. The room broke out into total mayhem. Cook squirted a fire extinguisher everywhere, and it got all in mine and Effy's hair. After everything calmed down, Effy and I went into the bathroom to get the fire extinguisher goo out.

"We look like someone just came in our hair," I said as Effy laughed. When that was done, I walked home, took a shower, and changed into this.

I had just finished blow drying my hair and went downstairs to make a milkshake when I saw Sid and Cook at the kitchen table.

"What the fuck are you doing here? Sid, why did you let him in?" I said.

"Because he wanted to see you," Sid said bluntly, "I'll let you two be."

Sid left the room, so it was only Cook and me.

"Want a milkshake?" I said, getting out the chocolate ice cream.

"Yea, vanilla."

"Ok, chocolate it is," I said, scooping the ice cream and pouring the milk into the blender.

"Hey! I said vanilla," he whined.

"Don't care. Vanilla's for boring people," I said, starting the blender. The next thing he did was unexpected and weird. He walked up to me and started kissing me, like trying to make out with me kissing me. But I didn't kiss back. My eyes were wide open, and then, he finally pulled away.

"You know, babes, you're supposed to kiss back."

I turned off the blender and poured the milkshakes into glasses.

"I know that, stupid. Maybe I don't want to kiss you back. Ever thought of that?" I said.

"Come on, Bri Bri. Give it up. I know deep down inside you want me."

"Do I now?"

"Yes."

I walked over to him so that our faces were inches apart, put my hands on his cheeks, and kissed him. He kissed back and got rather... handsy shall we say. Cook lifted me on the counter, and we continued to make out until I heard footsteps coming downstairs. I immediately pushed him off me and got off the counter as my mom entered the kitchen.

"Bri! Um, who's this?" My mom said.

"Oh um, just a friend. We're working on a project. He was just about to leave, weren't you?" I said, practically pushing him out the door. My mom just shrugged her shoulders and walked into the other room.

"Look, you've gotta go. Bye," I said. He laughed and kissed me one last time before leaving. As I closed the door, I sighed and slightly leaned against it.