Date: Wed, 21 Jul 2010 00:56:30 +0200 From: clio cazzimiei <cliomiao@hotmail.it> Subject: Uc Hollywood 23 Announcement: Chapter 22 originally was skipped. It now has been posted. Chapter 23 The Morning After At 8 am in the morning,, Britney's lackeys started playing the trumpets all around campus, waking up the students. -Saint Britney as an announcement to make! Be in Campus Plaza in one hour!- they shouted to the awaken students who were, fairly enough, insulting and throwing stuff at them. The sound of the trumpets also awoke a very hangover and very naked Tom Welling. He managed to half open his eyes, to realize that: a) he wasn't in his room; b) he was naked. This was usually a good thing as it meant he had gotten laid. But soon enough Tom realized that it wasn't a girl next to him, but Chad Michael Murray, who was just as naked and grinning at him. Oh, and his hand had a firm grip on Tom's junk. -What the fuck?!- mumbled Tom, as memories from the night before started surfacing. He blushed. -Last night was so bad...- -Bad? I thought you quite enjoyed it, actually.- Chad was now stroking Tom's dick, trying to make it go hard. -It was good sex. But gay. And I'm not gay unless I'm so drunk I'd fuck a vegetable. Like that time with the pumpkin. God, that pumpkin was good - slurred Tom. -And the others don't have to know about last night, it would ruin my reputation and I'd end up really having to fuck only pumpkins to get laid..- -Don't worry I won't tell them... If you give me another round.- Chad disappeared under the sheets and took the big flaccid cock in his mouth, sucking it like a fucking hoover. Still, nothing, it wouldn't go up. -Listen, Chad, don't take it the wrong way, but right now I'd be too sick to even get it up for Naomi Campbell, and you're not exactly my type.- said Tom. There would have been no point in hiding that Chad actually gave damn good head, but his head was spinning too much and his stomach was too upset for sex in that moment. -Nobody goes soft on me.- Chad decided to put all his expertise in cock sucking into use. He sucked the balls underneath it while stroking the massive piece of meat,then licked the shaft before finally deepthroating it, whilst caressing Tom's ballsack. It worked, and the cock finally got up, springing up like a dinosaur awakening. -You're never too hangover for sex, are you?- Chad smiled, grabbing the dick and stroking it fast. Tom wanted to push him away, but he was too weak to fight him off and plus, a blowjob was a blowjob. But then, he had a feeling in his stomach... -I think I might be too hangover!- he managed to say, before throwing up on Chad's floor. Chad immediately stopped sucking the cock. -Did you just puke on my floor?- -Sorry... It always happens when I drink too much beer.- -Nobody pukes on my floor! Leave now and never come back!- -Can't we wait until my head stops spinning.- Chad pushed Tom off the bed and threw his clothes at him. -Get dressed, and leave. NOW. Actually, get dressed, get a mop, clean up and then leave.- -Saint Britney as an announcement to make!- the voice of Britney's lackeys came in from the window. Chad got up and got dressed. -I'm not gonna miss that. I'll go see what the religious psycho as to say. I'll be back, and my floor better be clean when I am.- Chad left, leaving a suffering Tom, who was holding his head and groaning in pain. Meanwhile, the trumpets were waking another couple, Justin and Chris. In the specific, Justin woke up with the annoying sound of the instrument and his professor's erection poking his ass and his arm around him. -His the marching band going mental?- he mumbled. Chris woke up as well, very annoyed at the sound as well. -I should have gotten an apartment out of campus.- he sighed, then looked at Justin and smiled -Want anything for breakfast, kid?- -I usually wake up too late to have breakfast.- -It's the most important meal of the day.- Chris held Justin closer and kissed him on the neck -But if you wanna skip it for other activities...- Justin put his hand on the professor's hard cock, squeezing it. But then Britney's lackeys played the trumpets again. -I'm sorry, professor Evans, this damn noise really puts me off the mood.- -You can call me Chris, you know.- -Saint Britney has an announcement to make!- -Did she just say Saint Britney?- noticed Justin. -Uh uh.- Chris nodded. -Fuck. I'd better go and check. She's probably getting into trouble.- Justin quickly got dressed. -Give me a ring, later? I really wanna see you again!- shouted Chris behind him. -Of course I will.- Justin smiled at him, then got back to the bed and kissed the teacher on the lips. -But I really gotta go.- Chris watched his student leave, grinning like a 12 year old after his first kiss. Damn. He was falling hard for this kid. He knew it was wrong. He knew he was his professor. But he was too irresistible. By 9 am, Britney had gotten his wish granted. Every student on campus was there. Okay, most of them were there to insult her for waking them up so early on a Sunday morning, but Britney was sure they would forgive her once she had enlightened them with the Lord's message. She had built a little podium with a microphone and a giant wooden cross behind it. She stepped on the podium, dressed with her white robe, sandals and her thorn crown. -Hello, my lovely people, I'm here to tell you that I'm really proud of you. Ever since my ban on alcohol, parties and condoms, premarital sex and unwanted pregnancies have decreased of the 73 per cent! Well done, guys! Give yourself an applause!- But instead of an applause, all Britney heard was booing, "Die you fucking bitch!" and "Hope you choke on your spit!". She wasn't too bothered, she knew it was just Satan speaking through them. But her sacrifice crucifying herself would finally purify them. But first, she had her big announcement to make. -So, I was reading the Bible the other day, as I always do, and I realized that there is a much more safe way to get rid of all the parties, and alcohol and sex. I'm going to close all the fraternities and sororities all together. Isn't that amazing.- The crowd was silent for a second, and then it started roaring. "YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" "THIS IS FASCISM!" "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!". Britney just gave them a patronizing smile. -I know you feel right now, but in a few weeks you'll see all the good I've done for you, and how this is for the best.- -You can't be serious!- shouted Fergie from the crowd. -I'm dead serious. And to show you how serious I am, I'll crucify myself.- -I don't really see the connection between the two things.- mumbled Fergie. -Shut up.- whispered Usher who was next to her with the others head of the fraternities, like Rumer Willis -If she does, she won't be able to close down the frat houses.- -Oh right.- she whispered back, then shouted -Yeah! Show us how serious you are!- -I will! Paris, my loyal disciple, put me on the cross!- -With pleasure... Can I also nail you to it? It would be such an honor, my master!- Paris took the nails and hammer. This was gonna be fun. -Sure, but first... I've got to sign the piece of paper that will close fraternities forever!- A scared "Oh!" came from the crowd as Britney took out a piece of paper and a pen. Nothing could save them now. -Headmistress Bellucci, do something!- pleaded Fergie to Monica, who had come to see as well. -I wish I could, but she's the Fraternities' President, she can do whatever she wants!- She was almost in tears, thinking of all the sex she'd miss spying on with her cameras if fraternities really did close. Rihanna was almost in tears as well, thinking she'd have to move back with Avril Lavigne. Luckily, Chad decided to intervene. He had hoped that he could have waited until after Britney had killer herself on the cross once and for all, but it looked like that would have been too late. -Wait a second, you psychotic bitch!- he climbed up the podium. -Oh my god, he's possessed by the devil! Someone stop him!- Yelled Britney. Her lackeys tried to come to her rescue, but they were stopped by the other students. -Don't worry, Britney, I won't hurt you, I just want to tell you that you're not actually entitled to close the fraternities!- -I am! God gave me the power to be the Fraternities's president to do this!- -But you actually aren't president!- -Yes, I am, I tricked Satan at his own game! I used lust and sex to get to this position!- -Yeah, except that you actually can't be president.- Chad took the Fraternities Rule Book -Can you read, Britney? Not sure you can, so I'll read it for you. "Every member of a fraternity or a sorority can become President of CU (confraternity union)." The problem is, Britney, you never pledged for a sororities. Hence, you can't be the President. Hence, you're fucked. Thank you very much.- The crowd cheered, while Britney realized everything was lost. She tried her last appeal. -No! I'm still your leader! Please! Obey me!- everybody booed her, except her five most loyal christian lackeys -Please! I'll show you my boobs again!- At this point, even her lackeys lost the moral certainty they had in her leader and left her as well. Monica Bellucci got on the podium, pushed Britney down from it and congratulated Chad. -Well done, Mr Murray! Now... Free booze and condoms for everyone in the cafeteria! I'll put it on the council expenses for new computers! Let's party!- Britney was forgotten and left alone with Paris Hilton. -Paris! You stayed! I knew you would never abandon me!- -I just stayed to tell you four words: LICK MY CLIT, BITCH!- Paris spit on her and left. Britney started crying desperately. Surely, if God really existed, he wouldn't have let this happen to her when she was only trying to spread his message. This led Britney to the only possible conclusion. God didn't exist, and she had wasted her whole life. But she was going to change that, starting with her virginity. She took her mobile phone. -Hello, Tom? Get ready, cos you're gonna get the ride of your life!- -You used me for the whole time we were together! What makes you think I want you back?- said Tom from the other side of the phone. -I'll also give you a titty-wank.- -Okay, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you in my room!- -I'll be there in ten.- finished Britney. First, she was gonna get really, really drunk. End of the episode Author's note: Next episode will be the last (but probably will be divided in two chapters)! Stay tuned as every secret will be revealed, every mystery will be solved and everything will find its conclusion! All of it with plenty of romance, sex, blood and DEATH! If there's a couple you'd want to pair up between the end, if you've got any suggestions, if you just wanna tell me who'd you want to die, if you've got just general feedback email me at cliomiao@hotmail.it! Also, tell me who you think the killer is, and if you guess you'll get an exclusive preview of my new fanfic, Hollywood Highschool, right after the last chapter of Uc is out!