During his speech for class president.

It had been two weeks since Jake had been completely humiliated by Marisa. Since then, Marisa has been calling Jake "her LITTLE friend" when the two hung out with Sarah and Kim. Besides for that, when she would get the opportunity to wiggle her pinky at Jake, any time he was the only one looking at her. Marisa always managed to make Jake blush, whenever she did this.

Jake tried to put that day behind him and focus on his speech. Jake wanted to be the collage class president, to be known as the coolest guy on the entire campus. It was hard but finally the day of the speech came. Jake also knew that there was a party over the weekend, for Sarah's birthday. Jake had a huge crush on Sarah, so he was hoping he would impress her with his speech.

"Hey little guy, you seem excited. You should be thought, this is a big deal. I already know you put on a good show. Now we are going to see if you are as entertaining being serious, as you are when you're little friend is on display. Hahaha!!" Marisa said, then paused before adding "seriously though, good luck Jake, I think you are going to do great!" In a much sweeter tone.

Jake blushed a bit, at Marisa's first comment, but what she added made him feel much better. "Thank you Marisa it means a lot" Jake said smiling, Marisa then left the room.

Marisa was treating Jake more like she used to, before that day. Jake was thankful things were getting back to normal. This started to give him more confidence in his speech. So much confidence, Jake thought today would be the day he would ask out Sarah. Jake was planning on asking Sarah, after his speech.

It was time, Jake walked out for the locker room, onto the basketball court. Jake was wearing a nice pair of black dress pants and a black Polo T-shirt. The gym was set up so there were stands on three sides, then a lone wall that had the doors to the locker rooms. There was a stage set up on the wall, with the locker rooms. There was also a large screen behind the stage, that was there to play Jakes speech behind him, so everyone could see and hear.

The entire student body was there, cheering. There weren't any teacher or faculty there, because they wanted to let the students make their choice about class president. Jakes opponent had done his speech the day before. As Jake made his way up onto stage, he felt amazing. Everyone was excited for his speech, since Jake made everyone laugh and was a lot more loved all over campus.

As Jake stood up on stage, he grabbed the microphone and said " greetings lady's and gentlemen, gangsters and cowboy's, boys and girls, strong and weak, fat and skinny, sluty and prude I'm talking to all of you. Every last one of you. We can't let Dave be our class president, no offense to Dave, but he's a loser, always has been always will be. That won't change. Just like the fact I'm not a loser isn't going to change, of course unless any of you object."

Jake paused for a few seconds, acting like he was giving the crowd a chance to answer. When Jake went to start talking again, his mic turned off, then the room went dark. Suddenly the TV screen behind Jake changed from the camera Jake standing on the stage to writing. Everyone seemed confused,but started reading the TV screen.

The giant TV screen behind Jake read "Jake doe, class president or class loser?!?! I'll let you decide!?"

Jake looked at the TV screen really confused as to what was going on. Then the next picture on the screen was a picture of Jake at a football game, in the stands, then one of Jake at a party dancing, then one of him at the homecoming dance with a few friends. Above each of the picture, at the top of the screen, it read "Jake In public."

Then the screen went black with just writing again. This time it read "now it's time for all of you to see Jake doe In private." Jake's heart dropped and he quickly looked around the room. Jake saw Marisa standing in the front row by the stage. When Jake made eye contact with Marisa, she winked at him. Fear went through Jakes entire body as he got a pretty good idea of what was about to happen.