Day 21 in the BigSkins House
8.30pm
The stage
"Hello and welcome back to the BigSkins house", the crowd went wild giving Effy enough time to push her hair back out of her eyes and readopt a mysterious air. "On Wednesday Michelle, Anwar and Tony were the next housemates to be put up for eviction. You have been voting in your hundreds and in just thirty minutes time I will reveal who the next contestant to leave will be." Stated Effy who looked as if she already knew the answer even though the lines were still open! More cheering erupted from the crowd as Effy looked around at the mixture of posters streamed about the audience. "Let's recap on the events of last night" she sighed in a disinterested tone.
The screens flashed onto the side of the house and immediately cut to an image of Anwar sitting cross legged on the middle of the dining table singing the 'Buddha, Buddha, cheese, Buddha' song, whilst Cassie danced around in a daze, moving from cupboard to cupboard with a range of different cans in her hand. She appeared to be stacking the cans in alphabetical order, and every so often interjected the song with an "oh wow".
The camera cut across to the living room where Michelle was mumbling about how fucking psycho the girl came across, and how she worried for her own safety living in this house with the weirdo. Tony joked with her that they should probably hide all the knives and sleep with one eye open. It was apparent that he was not in the least bit scared of the 'fruit bat', however Michelle looked to be contemplating his statement seriously.
Cook was laying on his bed staring up at the ceiling as he listened to Katie moan on and on about a comment that Michelle had made earlier regarding Emily being the prettier twin. She hated being compared to her sister; and besides she knew she was fucking prettier than that lezzer bitch. She, after all, was the one who'd never not had a boyfriend since she was seven. Emily could never find any boy to date. Cook pointed out that it may have been because she wasn't looking to date boys, but instantly regretted his comment when a swift hand made contact with his bare chest causing him to recoil. "Ok, ok, I wasn't saying she was prettier. You know I only have eyes for you babes".
The camera zoomed in on a scene out in the garden where Naomi was asking Emily if she was ok after the redhead had suddenly shivered over at the smoking corner.
"You know that's the first time you've asked me something…" came the reply.
"What today?"
"Yes today"
"Well are you going to answer then?" Came the sarcastic response.
"No, I'm not ok. The weather's shit. I'm fucking freezing!" Emily let her teeth chatter again.
Naomi had shuffled closer to Emily and in a noble gesture leant in, wrapping her cardigan around the redhead's shoulders. She seductively began to stroke the red heads arms, then suddenly, grabbing her biceps, pulled her in closer so their bodies were pressed together. Emily stumbled backwards with the weight of the blonde, her back slamming against the wall.
There was a momentary sucking in of breath, followed by a silence that echoed throughout the audience. Then, as Naomi passionately allowed her mouth to meet Emily's, and her hands wander slowly down her chest and across her stomach, her fingers coming to rest just under the top of her pyjama bottoms and sliding around her hips, the crowd let out a roar of elation. Emily's eyes fluttering closed as her breath caught in her throat, and the screens went blank as the channel cut to its break.
I shall leave the rest of the scene to your imagination. It will work better than my writing could in painting a picture of how they spent the rest of the evening!