Rori Everhart
He tripped me, gave me a bruised bump on my forehead, dyed my lips and teeth blue, almost poisoned me with an onion and drove me to a frantic state of paranoia. I let a sigh escape my lips. Maybe this prank wars wasn’t such a good idea after all.
I stood in my bathroom feriously brushing my teeth for what seemed like the hundreth time. I sighed giving up. Blue is not my color, I thought to myself as I lay on my mattress, procrastinating on how to get him back. So far I got: leave firecracking shit in his doorstep, dumping shit on him, putting shit on his food, mostly anything along the lines of shit on or in Alex. “These are all super lame ideas.” I stated to myself. I gotta hit him where it hurts, nothing related to his family jewels since I did that that already.
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I woke up to sunlight streaming through my open curtains. Rubbing my eyes, I pulled my covers off and headed for the bathroom for my daily routine then went down to have breakfast and waited outside for my ride. Violet came zipping out front with the stereo on maximum volume.
I hopped on, saying goodbyes to Miles. I settled in the backseat with Elle. Like usual, she was radiating sunshine like she was the sun then I wondered what nyan cat would look like if it were human, at that moment a picture of Elle popped into my head, bringing a smile to my lips. That was a random thought.
“What are you smiling for?” Violet asked, looking through the inner rear view mirror of her car,
“Nothing.” I bit my lip. Elle tried to peek at my face and it took my mightiest not to look at her and not see nyan cat farting rainbows, polluting the universe with colors.
“You still have dye on your lips, but not as much on your teeth.” Elle spoke up, giving me an apologetic smile.
“Clemence said it would take a week to come off.” I replied with an exasperated sigh.
“Oh. That must suck.” She replied, the happiness dying from her voice.
“So what are you going to do?” Violet asked, her eyes kept fleeting from me in the mirror and the road.
“Do what?” I asked.
“You know what. Prank. You. Clarke.” She said with her are-you-stupid tone on.
“I haven’t thought about anything yet.” I told her bluntly.
“Hm. You better before he gets you good. Again.” She said, spiking my annoyance one level up.
“I know that.” I grumbled bitterly to myself.
“You know what would really suck?” Elle said. I turned my attention to her before she continued her sentence. “If someone stole my bike.” She said, nodding vigorously. In that moment, a perfect idea popped into my head.
“You are genius Elle!” I grabbed her into an unexpected hug. She giggled before I let go. Oh Alex, Alex, Alex. We pulled up at the campus parking lot but I decided I had a different agenda today, not one that involves any algebraic equations or creative writing. I fished my phone out from my bag and dialed Miles’ emergency number.
“Rori, what are you up to?” Violet asked, slinging her leather bag on her shoulder. I pressed my forefinger to my lips, shushing her. The phone rang twice before I heard Miles’ accent through the phone.
“What can I do for you Miss?” Miles asked.
“I need you here in the school parking lot asap. You can use my car.” I replied whilst scanning the place and my gaze landed on a specific someone’s bike. I couldn’t help the smirk that pulled on the corners of my lips.
“I’ll be there in five.” He ended the call. I shoved my phone into my pocket and looked up, only to be faced with Violet and Elle’s curious gazes. “What?”
“I smell something fishy.” Violet scrunched her face. Elle looked at her, guilt on her face for some unknown reason. “I ate a tuna sandwich earlier.” She confessed shyly. We both eyed her and she casually shrugged. Five minutes later, Miles hopped off my red Cayman. I smiled as he approached us.
“Good morning ladies.” He greeted. Vi and Elle returned the greeting. “So why do you suppose I am called here when you three are suppose to be in class?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow at us.
“Beats me, it’s all Rori.” Vi said replied. Elle nodded vigorously.
“It wouldn’t hurt to skip a day Miles. Loosen up.” I said nervously. “Anyways, back to my plan. Do you see that contraption over there?” All three of them followed where my finger was pointed at. They sent me amused faces. “Don’t you give me those faces, if I say it’s a death contraption, it is one.”
“What of it miss?” He asked. “I need you to take it and hide it back at the house. I also need one just like it, spare the details as long as it looks just like it. Oh, and don’t buy a brand new one it would be a complete waste of money.” He was skeptical but nodded before driving off.
“You can fill us in on your plan any day now.” Violet said, sarcasm dripping from her words.
“It’s all part of the game.” I replied.
“With Alex?” She asked and I nodded in response.
“A game? I wanna play!” Elle piped in. “No Elle, you really don’t.” I told her.
“Uhm, okay.” She replied unsurely. “Anyways, you guys can head off to class. I’ll follow in a bit. I just need to find myself a bulldozer.” I told them. They looked at me if I was losing it but I wasn’t, not one bit.
I hailed a cab and gave them directions to my dad’s construction site. He was expanding the company and the building was in the making. Meaning there was those construction things. Meaning there was a bulldozer and I was going to get it. I paid the taxi fare and approached the site. I greeted the workers with smile.
“Hey, is Frankie in?” I asked a random worker who was about to board the lift.
“Yeah, I think he’s on the twentieth floor finalizing the blueprints with Mr. Dover.” He replied.
“Mind if I go up with you?” I asked with a polite smile plastered on my lips. He gesture me to enter before pressing the button with the arrow pointing up. “Going up.” He said and I was simplemindedly amused by this. He told me it was my stop so I got off and started poking my head into unfinished rooms looking for Frankie.
“Rori?” A voice finally spoke up from behind me. I turned around to find a middle aged man wearing a yellow construction hat and a beer belly poking out of his red plaid checkered shirt. He fumbled with the blue plastic cylinders he held under his armpit, making his way to me.
“Hey Frankie,” I gave him a small hug before pulling away.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, confusion obviously etched on his aged features. Frankie was one of the few people I played with when I was younger. He helped build the house and sometimes I’d accompany Clemence* to offer them refreshments and snacks.
“I just wanted to call in a favor?” I couldn’t help but chew on my lip. He raised a brow at me. “How big?” I sucked in the much needed breath before responding. “Like I wanna borrow one of the bulldozers and someone who knows how to work it big.” I was breathless by the end of that statement.
He gave me a blank stare. “I’m not even going to ask just make sure to bring it back by 4pm.” And that’s how I got a bulldozer. I called Miles if he did what I asked him to do. When he gave me a yes, I took it as a sign to head back to school and enjoy the rest of the show.
I found a bench close to the parking lot and it being a front row seat was an understatement. I texted Vi and Elle to head out and meet me when the bell rings. I made sure to keep the juicy details of what was about to go down. Why spoil the surprise?
“So what’s the occasion?” Violet asked, standing in front of me.
“Occasion? Is there cake? I want chocolate!” Elle chirped cheerily.
“We’ll have cake later at home so both of you sit your butts down.” I ushered. I heard them mutter okay okays and I also heard Violet call me bossy as hell but I just rolled my eyes. I heard the voices of Stellan and Alex nearing the parking lot. I pulled out the walkie-talkie from my bag. “Dozer do you hear me?” I asked.
“Yeah, ready when you are Lion.” The voice replied. Lion, as in roar – Rori, get it? Cheesy, I know. A smirk crawled up my lips when I watched them breeze past us.
“Permission to crush that thing.” I told him, excitement surging in me. “Roger that,” he said. I heard the rumble of gears and the engine coming to life. The yellow Caterpillar came to view and everybody panickly ran out of its way as it drove towards that black motorcycle unknowingly parked in a lot.
“What the hell?” I heard Alex say and he rushed towards his precious bike but wheels beat those long, muscular, sexy legs of his. “Shit. Shit. Shit!” He screamed the profanity ungraciously loud before the lot was filled with gasps and the crushing of metal scrap.
“Oh my gosh.” Elle breathed and I bit my lip to contain the fits of laughter that threatened to escape my lips. I watched him fall to his knees as the bulldozer retreated. He was scooping up his bike or what’s left of it. I saw Stellan patting him in the back soothingly.
“Do you think he’s crying?” Violet asked amusedly.
“Probably but if he found out that it was all a prank he’d murder me in cold blood.” I told her. “So let’s go have that cake now?”
“I’ll go round up the car.” Violet said and we both nodded. She pulled up in front of us but before I got in, I whipped out my phone.
“Hello?” The voice said.
“Alex, hope you know not to dye a girl’s lips. Especially in a color that doesn’t suit them.” Alex turned around from afar and eyed me. I waved at him sweetly before jumping in.
“Cake time!” Elle yelled. With that Violet drove away.
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