Chapter 3: The big...

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The truth is, there wasn't food in those plates. She used the same plates to eat this morning and left it there. I didn't understand how she fell for that trick.

"You lied" I heard a bang on the door "That isn't a good way to treat you mother Diana"

Ignoring her words, I headed to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I washed the make up off and applied a new layer.

I could feel a headache forming already but the first aid kid was downstairs and I couldn't risk opening that door.

My clothes were already dirty from the dust on the staircase and the little stain from the beer on the wall. I took them off and placed it in the laundry basket. I changed to black leggings and a white sweater. I wore a pair of black boots and took my bag. There was only one way out of the house and it was through the window. I took my backpack and headed to the window.

It's now or never.

I jumped on the first branch of the tree with my bag on my back. The branch was far from the ground so I couldn't jump down. I jumped to another branch and it broke immediately. I fell on my butt.

Again

I stood up after seconds of resting on the ground and walked to school with a numb butt.

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I got to school at exactly nine fourteen. A minute to first period. I ran to my locker and pulled out my calculus textbooks and notes. The bell rang and the students flooded the hallway. I waited a bit for them to leave since the calculus teacher never got to class early. Almost all the students were gone before I noticed Dylan walking towards my direction.

How cliche could this be?

I knew I was done with getting my books from the locker but I didn't want on make him feel he could get all the attention in the world so I acted like I was searching for something. I went through all the books one after the other like I was actually looking for something. It was then I noticed,

My locker was a complete mess.

How come I never saw this? My books were not properly arranged and papers were sticking out of everywhere.

Dylan would make fun of me if he saw this and I would be termed as paper girl or something.

I slammed the locker shut when he was just a foot or two in front of me. My eyes met his and he threw me one of his silly winks.

Just like I'd predicted, the calculus teacher was not in class. He was always late and that was an advantage for the students. It was an opportunity to have a small chat before class.

I wasn't one of those who had that free opportunity because I didn't have anyone to chat with. Normally, I'd just walk up to my seat and stare at people say things to each other. However, sometimes I got lucky enough to hear some of the trending topics in school.

My thoughts were cut short when the calculus teacher walked into the class. He was wearing a suit as usual but this time it was a silver one. Everyone knew him for the fact that he wore suits wall the time. The only difference was the change in colour.


*~*~*~*~*~

It was finally my favourite time of the day.

Lunch break.

I could walk around without breakfast or dinner but I couldn't afford to miss lunch. I could feel a smile appear on my face when I heard the bell. First, the English teacher was about to give us an assignment but she couldn't because her time was over and second, I was going to meet the love of my life. Food.

What could possibly make this day worse.

I packed my books and headed towards my locker. The hallway was crowded again but with my petit figure, I could go through anything. I found my way to my locker and I noticed people move away from me.

Some had smiles on their faces, some were chuckling and others were looking at me like I lost my family. I didn't get this amount of attention on a normal day, something was wrong somewhere.

It wasn't my time of the month so I couldn't have blood on me and even if I did, the sweater would be covering that.

Can someone just tell me what's going on?

Either ways, I was not going to let them ruin my lunchtime. I opened my locker and

BOOM!!

That's why.

A bright red thick liquid splashed on my body. I couldn't open my eyes because my face was covered with ketchup. My books fell on the ground beside me before I brought my hands up to my face and wipe some away.

I heard echoes of laughter around me. I'd never felt so embarrassed in my entire life. I was the center of attention, they were all laughing at me.

I'd seen people get pranked before but never had I thought It was going to be my fate.

I heard Dylan Laugh beside me "Your facial expression is priceless. I should've kept caramel instead" He said between his laughs.

Of course, he did this.

"You know" he walked closer "I would hug you but I don't want ketchup on me now. Try not to cry baby"

I smiled in return, something I did when I knew I was going to get back at someone ten times harder.

He looked confused for a second before covering it up with laughter.

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"So let me get this straight" luke said "he pranked you?"

"Yes Luke for the tenth time. Can you just help me plan the revenge. I'm sick and tired if the questions"

"But why?"

"How am I supposed to know? It just happened"

"How?"

"You're not helping"

"Fine"

"Just tell me the plan already"

"So the plan is.... "

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