Make A Move (Celebrity Big Brother (A James Maslow Story) *On Hold*

Forty- One: The Last Power Of Veto

*Mia's P.O.V*

It has been hours since my little blowout with Ross and Marissa. I was in the kitchen cooking some food for the rest of the house. I was cutting up some carrots when  I heard someone sit down. 

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Diary Room

Mia: Shockly I am not in the mood for anyone company especially James. I don't need him to get on my bad side and then he switches sides. I need him.

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"Jamsey. I'm not in the mood to talk," I said.

"It's not Jamsey," I heard Omarosa's voice.  I stopped chopping and put my knife down. I turned and looked at her. She had a smug smile over her face. Like this was her plan.

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Diary Room

Mia: Omarosa is smart. She is cunning. She knows what she is doing. But she is messing with the wrong bitch. And when you mess with the wrong bitch. You get burned alive.

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To make James and I look like the bad guy. I walked over and sat across from her.

"Well played Omarosa," I said.

"What do you mean?" She asked me.

"You know what I mean," I said looking at her. "Ross was all over the idea of you being on the block before you went and talked to him."

"Hunny. He thought of this on his own," Omarosa says.

"Not without an earworm," I said. "You knew he would put you up. Along with Marissa. You had to convince him James and I were more of a target than yourself. But I'll tell you this. There is a POV to win Omarosa. I am going all-in for it, and so is James. And if one of us is winning it, Ross is going to name you as a replacement nominee. Not Marissa.  And if James and I can convince Marissa and Ross that flipping to get you out then one of us, then Karma will be sweet."

"But if you don't win, it will be one of you going home," Omarosa says. I smirked and got up.

"Hunny. You don't know what I got up my sleeve," I said going back to my cutting board.

Now I was in Omarosa's head.

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*Mia's P.O.V*

It has been a day since the blowout between Ross, Marissa and myself. I was lying on the couch upside down with James sitting next to me. We were talking about arguing what goes best on an ice cream sundae.

"Jamsey. It's got to be hot fudge. Whipped cream and bananas," I said.

"No way Mia. It's, cameral sauce, brownie bites with bananas," He says.

"That sounds like a shit show," I said. He laughs. "And not a good one." Not long Ross walked out of the DR room.

"Whose ready to play the final Veto competition?" Ross asked. I raised my hands, but I was upside down. So it looked like I was a starfish. Ross and James started to laugh. I soon fell to the floor onto my face.

"Baby are you okay?" James asked me. I got up.

"Not the first time I fell on my face," I said sitting next to James. James laughs and kisses my forehead.

"We're going to play it one at a time," Ross says. "So get ready and Big Brothers gonna let you know when it's your turn."

"OOO shit. It's for real," I said. Ross laughs.