I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Lila’s POV

My alarm went off at 7 a.m. on the dot. I almost took it and threw it across the room, but I knew today

was a very important day and I needed to be up early to prepare for it.

I certainly wasn’t prepared already despite Rachel and Becca hassling me about it.

“Wake up, sleepy head!” I heard Rachel say as she swung my bedroom door open and went to open the

curtains, allowing the bright rays of the sun to enter the dimly lit room. “We have a lot to do before the

elections this afternoon and we can’t waste any more time!”

I slid out of bed and went with her to the living room where Becca sat curled up on the couch. She had

a notebook and a pen on her lap, and she stared up at me eagerly.

Alex, who spent the night on the couch, sat on the island stool near the kitchen area, watching us like

he had better things to do with his time.

“We have to start thinking about your speech now. We literally have no more time,” Becca said as I sat

beside her, and Rachel sat on the other side of her.

“I’ve just been so busy with other things, the speech didn’t seem to matter much,” I said with a shrug,

and I wasn’t sorry.

I’ve been busy with fundraisers, tutoring, and event/project planning. I barely had any time to think

about my speech. I did this all for the school and I wasn’t going to be made to feel sorry for that.

“Okay, so what kind of things should I talk about for this election?” I asked, staring at the blank

notebook.

“Well, we know Sarah is going to pretty much buy her way through this. Her speech is going to be

about all the things she can buy for the school. She’s going to flaunt her daddy’s money in everyone’s

faces and they are going to feed into it. So, you need to talk about something that money can’t buy,”

Rachel explained.

“Lila cares so much about this school and the little activities she does to make it better is proof of that,”

Becca said in return. “Everyone already knows that.”

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“That won’t be a match for the shit Sarah buys them,” Rachel murmurs. “You said something about a

back-to-school dance. How’s that going?”

yet,” I admitted; it was something I wanted to

returning to school

still had

Becca said, writing it down in

the great things you envision for

I don’t win,” I

thought it was already

too, but apparently it wasn’t run by Alpha Jonathan first and he

if I win then we can do the mural,”

Becca and Rachel groaned

that,” Rachel muttered. “What other things did

about starting a school community service program,” I said, looking

both of them.

them yet, but it was

great idea,” Becca said as she wrote that

tutoring a lot; how about we start

said

well and I nodded in response as Becca wrote that down

went through a few more ideas and after a couple of hours

on time, and I needed to

on giving me a makeover; while she rummaged through

for me to wear, I went to take

be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous about this election. Maybe I haven’t focused too

because I didn’t really want to think about it. Everything could change after today.

that Alpha Jonathan doesn’t already have

have

relax my body as I closed my eyes and

filled the bathroom. I let the water run through my hair

in soap, I rehearsed my speech mentally. I

make and how I was going to persuade everyone to

the

I looked tired and worn out. My hair lay soaked across

back and my face was a bit

was probably because of the wolfsbane that

and brushed my teeth. Once I was finished, I

blouse and a black

right above my knees.

for you,” she

into my room to

it was either Rachel’s or Becca’s. But they fit

up to make them appear a little

V-neck of the blouse showed off

against my chest more evident. It was a long-sleeved blouse and at the

have rested above my belly button, but the skirt, which ended just above

that covered the rest of my stomach. It

belt that

I looked extremely professional.

a pair of black heels that would match the black skirt; I was thankful

toenails because those could also be seen from the

and Becca gasped in amazement;

I asked, narrowing