AUTHOR'S NOTE: Wow, I can't believe I'm writing a parody for the 5th episode already. Time flies so fast when you're having fun, huh?

It was an early morning in the hallways of Washington Preparatory. An African American boy, who is the same age as Brad, Shiloh and Allie is in the halls and he came by the name of Ricky Hunk, quite an unusual last name. This guy is running for class president. So he is campaigning in the hallway by handing out t-shirts that said 'Vote for the Hunk' on the front and it had his picture on the back. "Vote for me, Ricky Hunk for class president!" Ricky called out to every kid who passed through the hallway and handed each of them a shirt. "Here's a shirt....from the Hunk!" Ricky said, to each person he gave a t-shirt to. Brad and Shiloh went down the stairs to meet Allie by her locker. As they passed, Ricky gave both Brad and Shiloh a shirt. "Here's a shirt, from the Hunk!" As Brad and Shiloh were walking, Shiloh examined the shirt and smiled. She actually liked it.

"A cool t-shirt?" Shiloh stated, quite impressed. "He's definitely got my vote."

"He's got everybody's vote. You see, Ricky wins every year." Brad told Shiloh. Then Brad and Shiloh were finally with Allie, who was by her locker.

"Hi guys, happy excuse day!" Allie greeted. Shiloh looked at her skeptically.

"Happy excuse day to you, too!" Shiloh greeted back, pretending she knew what she was talking about. Shiloh turned to Brad. "What is she talking about?"

"Oh this is a classic." Brad said, grinning. "Every year, Allie has to give some random excuse to her dad on why she can't run for class president."

"Yeah, they, especially my dad, got this thing from me called 'expectations'" Allie said, putting air quotes on the word 'expectations' and rolled her eyes. "But I don't want to be into the world of politics! I want to be in the world of music, where I can express myself. Lets face it guys, I'm more like my mom than my dad."

"So, Allie, what's your excuse this year?" Brad asked.

"I'm telling him that a skunk bit my boobs." Allie said. "It took me two whole hours to make my bra stretch big enough so I can put these wet socks in them, so my breasts would look like they're bloated." Shiloh and Brad merely watched Allie as she struggled putting those wet socks in her bra. Once she put those in there, Shiloh and Brad's eyes grew wide.

"Oh....my....god." Shiloh remarked, slowly.