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?”

done any planning for it yet,” I

of time since returning to school and dealing

still had

maybe you can talk about that,” Becca said, writing it down in the notebook.

things you envision for

that might not happen if I don’t win,” I muttered,

was

thought so too, but apparently it wasn’t run by

I win then we

Becca and Rachel groaned

muttered. “What other things did you want to do

a school community service program,”

both of them.

told them yet, but it was on my

great idea,” Becca said as

how about we start a tutoring program too? I

Rachel said with a

and I nodded in response as Becca wrote that down

ideas and after a couple

time, and I needed to

while she rummaged through all our

wear, I went to take

lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous

think about it. Everything could change after today. If I lose, I

Sarah and her father. Not that Alpha

have it

I closed my eyes and took

I let the water

soap, I rehearsed my speech mentally. I thought about all the

I was going to persuade everyone to vote

done in the shower, I stepped out of the tub and wrapped my body in a warm towel.

the mirror with a frown; I looked tired and worn out. My hair lay soaked

and down my back and my face

of the wolfsbane

teeth. Once I was finished, I

in the living room holding up a cute pink blouse and a black skirt

right above my knees.

for you,” she

into my room to get

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

them appear a little bigger. But

showed off my cleavage, but it also made the necklace

chest more evident. It was a long-sleeved blouse

might have rested above my belly button, but the skirt,

the rest of my stomach. It was a

belt that had

I looked extremely professional.

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

because those could also be seen from the open-toed

walked out of my room both Rachel and Becca gasped in amazement; Alex

have a problem, Alex?” I asked, narrowing