“Wow!” Davina breathed into her microphone, completely ignoring the flashing autocue. “They’ve been in the house for up to half an hour, and already we’ve found out that Paul’s a dad, Mark and Zee are married, Claire doesn’t get on with a1 or hype, and Christian’s stolen someone from another guy. What on earth could be in store from them? Well, for the moment it doesn’t matter, because Big Brother has a surprise in store for them! In just a few moments, they will be asked to nominate the least favoured housemate, and this person will leave the house tomorrow. Now, usually, this doesn’t happen in Big Brother, but as it’s only a fortnight charity show, we have to get the ball rolling as soon as possible.” Davina smiled dazzlingly at the camera, and started to walk through the crowds. “It’s time for voting, so-take it away, Big Brother!”

Inside the house, big brother started speaking for the first time in the small series.
“Would Ben please come to the diary room?”
Ben looked away from Zee, who was still crying, and walked into the diary room.
“Alright Big Bro?” He sighed, unexcited.
“Ben, what we are about to ask you, you cannot repeat in any other part of the house or grounds. Would you please nominate the member of the house you most want removed from Big Brother, and please give us your reasons.”
Ben snorted.
“Easy. I’m nominating Claire because she’s a bitch and I might catch something if I’m around her too long.”
There was a pause.
“Would you please give a valid reason?”
“Fine. Claire and I are too abrasive. And we will never be able to survive in this house together. It’s a Harry Potter/Voldemort deal. I’m Harry, I have better hair.”
“Please repeat your nomination.”
“Claire.” Ben said, dragging out the word as though he was talking to a small child.
“Thank you Ben, you may leave the diary room.”
“Is that a request or a command?”
“Ben, please leave the diary room.”
He smiled endearingly, and left, accosted almost at once by Paul.
“What did they want?”
“Not allowed to say. Sorry mate.”
“What?”
“Well, you’re going to find out anyway.” He shrugged as Christian was called by Big Brother, and made his way to the diary room.
“Hello Christian.”
“Hello Big Brother.”
“Christian, you are not allowed to repeat what is said in this room. Would you please nominate the member of the house you most want removed from Big Brother, and please give your reasons.”
Christian blinked.
“Um . . . no one will find out will they?”
“All that’s said in the diary room is said in complete confidentiality.”
“Then . . . Ben. He’s a good friend but . . . he’s not going to do well in here, not with all the people that ended up in here. I think he needs more girls he doesn’t know.”
“Please repeat your nomination.”
“Ben.”
“Thank you Christian. You may leave the diary room now.”
Christian smiled and returned to Philippa, stepping over Ben and Paul as he went. Claire was then called.
“Claire, please do not repeat what has been said in this conversation. Would you please nominate a member of this house for eviction?”
“Ben.”
“Could you please give your reasons?”
“Haven’t you seen how he treats me? Besides, we have . . . well, something’s happened, I’d rather he wasn’t around for me to relive it.”
“Please repeat your nomination.”
“Ben.”
“Thank you Claire. You may leave the diary room now.”
The process continued for ten more minutes, and while there was a steady stream of people moving between the diary room and sitting area, they all collaborated in retrieving the food from the storage room. After Zee left the diary room, still crying and receiving a consoling hug from Scott, Big Brother spoke to all of them.
“The nominations for today and tomorrow have been sorted. The nominations, in alphabetical order, are: Ben, Claire, Darius, and Zee. Whoever is evicted will be leaving tomorrow evening.”

Ben shot up, spilling the crisps in his lap.
“Who the fuck said me? And who decided Zee too?”
Everyone else exchanged a look, and Zee spoke from Scott’s chest.
“You won’t find out until you leave Ben. Sorry.”
“Not your fault, is it babe? At least when I’m out I won’t have to face . . .”He glanced at Claire. “Well, wouldn’t have any rubbish.”
“Ben, you won’t be voted out.” Jay compromised.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, too many girls like you. Claire and Zee have the least chance of staying in if you ask me.”
Ben nodded, and sat on the sofa, making sure to squash Claire’s legs. She yelped in pain, and wrestled free to sit in one of the bedrooms.

Hey peeps! I’ve set up twp places to vote off Ben, Claire, Darius or Zee-go to http://groups.msn.com/JayeZeesFanfictions and click on the strand in the reviews forum, and type down which one you want to go, or go to www.ultimatepop-network.com, look in fan art and creations for the big bro strand, hopefully I can just set up a poll on there for you to vote on. Okay? xxx zee xxx