I knew i never should have trusted him!
That dirty little scum bag! How could i have believed that he was going to delete the very picture that would have got him a whole lot of praise and popularity among his other photography geek friends?
How could i have believed it?!
I looked down at the picture, printed in color and quality. My pimple shone in it's natural glory, stuck at the base of my chin, but perfect emphasized by his camera skills.. I hadn't even realized how much spots my makeup had covered up. And my hair was a wet greasy mess sticking to my exposed shoulders, since i was just in my bathroom towel!
If i didn't know better I'd say this guy was a weird, perverted stalker. He knew the very moment when to snap the photo, at my weakest moment. my wet, greasy, pimpled moment.
My anger raised inside of my as people walked by laughing and pointing saying thing like. "Hey it's pimple girl!" and "Ew, what's that on her face?"
Had i lost my position already?
This school was like a battle field, you have to fight to come first and be honored. I've fought all my high-school life just to be booed back down to the start with one stupid, trending photo.
On the top of the photo it read:
Seems as if the Queen isn't always "glamorous" at after hours...
Jason, you better have your funeral plans done...
I pulled my hood down and took off my sunglasses, this disguise wasn't working! People had worked it out already that it was Crystal Star under that exterior. Maybe that was because it was like 80 degrees and i was here dressed in a hood, jeans, boots and sunglasses...
I charged through the hallways like an angry bull, people saw me and made way, knowing that getting in my way at this point was probably a bad idea. I searched for Jason. Looking everyone dead in the eye who dared approach me.
I finally spotted him, stood by his locker talking to some of his friends. He ran a hand through his hair swaying on his feet while speaking, oh how happy he looked... Too bad all good things come to an end.
I walked up to him slamming him against his locker hard. Glaring at him, he held nothing but an amused yet shocked expression on his face. "Why isn't this a coincidence, i was just looking for you."
"Oh damn Jason, you getting the honeys now?"
We both looked at the one who dared say that. He was tall with a blonde mane weeping over his forehead, he smiled his braced teethed smile at us.
"Stay out of this!" I snapped.
"Why were you looking for me?" Jason asked bringing my attention back to him. "To thank me for my accomplishments? Or to get a framed version of the photo." He pushed me off of him then dusting him self down.
"Are you stupid or something?" I exclaimed. "Are you trying to ruin my social status?"
He raised an eye brow in amusement. "I think you're doing that pretty well just on your own."
"Don't try to blame this one on me!" I gasped. "You're the one who took the picture!"
"Yes, i was just merely photographing the moment while you were the one with the pimple and the one with the dozens of spots and the one who decided to to stand right in front of your window, giving me the perfect opportunity to snap the photo..."
"You said you would delete it!"
He laughed and shook his head in disappointment, as if I did something worth being disappointed about... "And you believed me?"
"As you said: Unlike you, I don't play games and beat around bushes." I repeated what he had said from the night before.
"I know, i know." He sighed. "I should be an actor." He smirked, I had the hugest urge to slap it right off of his face.
"You know what?" I asked through gritted teeth, i'd finally decided what my next move was to be. "You'll regret ever doing this.." I pointed a finger to his face making him take a step backwards.
His smirk disappeared, and soon a worried expression came to his face and for a second i thought he was actually threatened. "Oh no! Miss. Lip Gloss and Blusher is going to avenge me!" He gasped in a British accent.
"Have fun while you can now, Miller, But your fun will only be temporary." I stalked away.
"Oh well, i hope it lasts longer than my fear towards you...which NEVER existed!" He called after me.
I had the to keep the smirk off of my face, this revenge was going to be sweet...
***
"Oh my gosh like, this make over would make you look a thousand times better!"
I saw Charlotte's gleam through the table mirror. It was her brilliant idea to replace the whole of my makeup her new ones and giving me a whole new look...ugh...
She pulled my hair back violently into a tight pony tail as she prepared to decorate my face with all sorts of delights...note the sarcasm. "Hey Charlotte I need your help with something." My eyes peered down to the mirror as i observed how the tightness pulled the corner of my eyes back.
"With what exactly?" She asked before picking up the 3 blusher pads, and odd enough, smelling them. I looked down at my manicured fingers and tapped them furiously on the counter. The more i tried to think of a plan the more stressed i became.
"Well, you that Jason kid next door. Well i'm planning a revenge on him...and...i kind of needed you to help with it." I didn't even really have a plan, but when i did come up with it was i was going to need someone to play the leading lady.
"Oh he's cute!" She gushed which caused me to roll my eyes. "Do you prefer Sunset or Lotus blusher colour."
"I...don't really care." I sighed with a shrug. "Look, I need you to go on a date with him tonight." I furrowed my brow, i could feel a plan burying in the back of my mind...but it was not pieced together just yet.
"How do you know i'm not busy?" She asked.
As my reply was about to come she swivelled my chair to face her as she got ready to apply. I closed my eyes as her brush, rigorously, painted my skin in such a way I burned after she was done. "I assume you're not since you're here at 6pm slapping makeup onto me."
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes. "I'm in."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when it comes to revenge I'm always in!"
"Do you have any ideas of what to do?"
"Aren't you meant to be the one coming up with the spontaneous plan!?
She was right, i was meant have come up with an idea already. Since i spent nearly half of the day in school lost in thought of what to do, ignoring most of my friends and missing lunch to do some research on this type on thing in the library...
"Yeah but..." I trailed not really knowing what to say. "Do you think you could draw on his face while he sleeps?"
"What?" She laughed. "Come on, you can't be more creative? Maybe i could puncher his condoms so he gets one of the whores he does it with preggers?"
"Woah!" I couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculous plan. "Bit too drastic!"
"Fine!" She threw her hands up. "You don't have any better ones?"
"Maybe I do..."
My troublesome mind was finally at work at a plan to get this sucker back for what he had done...and what he deserves...
***
Charlotte was ready for the date in a matter of 5 minutes, fitting into a hot pink tube dress and stilettos. We'd managed to get Jason's number from facebook and text all about the unexpected event.
Charlotte:
I hope you have your fine ass ready! I'll be at your house in 5 minutes...
Jason:
Erm, who is this?
Charlotte:
The beautiful Charlotte Hutcherson... Crystal's cousin!
Jason:
Oh, i remember you ;) I didn't know we were going on a date though...
Charlotte:
Well now you do. Be ready!
Jason:
Whatever you say...
I smiled once i read through the messages they'd sent. He was falling right into it!
"Does this dress make my boobs look big?" Charlotte asked making mends to her perfectly suited bun on her hair, tucking a lose strand into it's place.
"No." I chuckled. "Anyway, do you need me to go over the plan one more time."
"No, silly goose." She said irritated. "I know what i'm meant to do, go on the date with him and then take him back home."
"Yeah but-" I was interrupted when a hard stone knocked against my window. I rolled over to it on my wheely computer chair.
"If you want my attention just knock on my front door like a normal person!" I inflamed.
"Who said i was normal?" He laughed. "And woah, i so didn't know crusty the clown lived next door to me, can i get an autograph or something?"
Just then i noticed i still had the makeup on from the makeover Charlotte had given me. I gasped and got ready to throw him back another insult when Charlotte jumped into the situation. "Can you too shut the hell up for once." She sighed. "Anyway!" She turned to Jason. "Are you ready?"
"The car's running." He winked.
"I'm on my way!" She squealed before rushing out of my room.
Jason nodded and put his hands on the base of his window ready to close it. I called his name out shortly after Charlotte had left, I looked back to make sure she was finally gone before talking in a hushed tone to him. "Jason, Charlotte isn't one of my most favoured cousins but i swear, if you hurt her, I will personally give you a free face job in the back of my truck."
"Hmm." He raised his eye brows. "I like where this is going."
"Pervert." I spat before slamming my window shut.
***
I took an hour and a half for Charlotte to arrive from the "date" that her and Jason had just went on. I'd dimmed the light to my room and lowered the blinds a bit so while I was spying on them, i wouldn't be seen.
She filled me on all the details over text, every bit of it.
He'd taken her to a sea food restaurant. I wasn't surprised he was able to book such an occasion at such short notice, though he was a nerd...he was practically man whore too... mostly everyone in our school knew that.
I lifted my binoculars to observe what they were doing.
He bedroom light smashed on and they staggered to his bed, in the middle of a intense make out session. Too bad his bed was in a perfect position for me to view their every move.
He grasped her boob, lying on top of her as she grabbed a lock of his hair, messing it up... I don't understand how this can be pleasurable in the slightest.
I could just about read what she was saying, but i could also predict as I knew what the plan was. She gently pushed him off and whispered in his ear.
"You know.." I mouthed along with her. "Why don't you go take a shower and I'll join you a sec...I like a guy wet when we're about to...you know..."
He obviously got turned on by this and whispered something back to her. Walking off into his en-suite
She turned to me for guidance and hurried across to the closed window, opening it. "The crab is in the cave, i repeat the crab is in the cave!" She whisper shouted across to me, once he was surly gone.
"I saw it all!" I laughed delighted that it was going to plan already. "And anyway it's the bear is in the cave..."
She rolled her eyes and began to reply when both of our attention was drawn to the sound of the shower switching on...he was quick...it was time to make action.
"Go go go!" I whispered-yelled to her through the short distance.
She nodded frantically before scurrying off to the bathroom also.
I could feel my self shaking as she left, shaking with anxiety and adrenaline for two reasons: If this plan failed...everything was to be lost...HOWEVER...if it succeed...I get victory! But i was also starting to feel as if this plan was way to over-thought...
But that's what i wanted...to see his sorry behind regretful for EVER taking that photo of me and posting it in the newspaper's for everyone in the friggin' school to see!
Urgh, i got angrier and angrier just thinking back to that situation. He did deserve...no way was this plan over-thought... He had it coming, and now it's coming!
"I'm on my way!" Charlotte's yell sent me back to my thoughts, I looked down at the clothes in her hands and then at the grin on her face.
The plan was going great, but a sudden kick of evil sprung to mind... I pulled out my phone and tweeted:
Partaaay at mine!!!
***
Jason took a whole 5 minutes to shower. He walked out, his hair perfectly slicked back and his chiseled chest perfectly defined by the water crystals, but i wasn't here to drool.
"Charlotte?" He looked around, a worried yet curious expression on his face. But then it soon changed to a smirk. "Oh I know this game. You want to play hide and seek, huh?" He stalked over to his bed and flipped the cover over, his expression soon changing once he noticed she wasn't there.
Me and Charlotte both burst out laughing, he looked over at us a expression of fear and curiosity...it made me laugh more.
"Revenge is sweet, huh?" I raised my eye brows.
He suddenly caught onto it, walking over to the window he stopped by it to rest his hands ledge. "So this is your revenge? You get your Barbie clone cousin to date me and then stand me up?" He laughed as if the plan was too amature for his liking. "I would have thought more of you Star." He tuted shaking his head.
"Oh, but that's not it Miller." I shrugged.
"Oh really?" He asked, sarcastically.
"We may have just stole your clothes too." I grinned lifted it up to the window so he could see it.
"Oh is that is?" He didn't seem phased by that at all.
"And what kind of idiot leaves his I-phone in his backpocket when he strips out of his jeans?" Charlotte chimed in holding his I-phone up.
He looked with widened eyes, he didn't reply for a while before he began clapping a smirk appearing back to it's usual spot. "I must give it to you...that was a good one...but, not quite as good as i suspected you to come up with princess."
"Oh yeah, one other small detail." I trailed shifted in my seat by the window, opposite him. "We kind of took all your tops, jeans and shorts...so basically you're only now left with underwear, we locked your door so you can't go and get your dad's clothes or something, and i'm guessing you want your phone back?" Charlotte tried not to snicker beside me.
"No way." He laughed in disbelief. Running to his door he yanked at the door we'd shut tight with the key, then stole. Once it didn't open he banged on it with frustration of facing the terrible terrible truth. "No. fucking. way!!" He gasped.
Running back to the window he shook his head at us, a smirk trying not to appear. "You better find some way of getting my phone back to me."
"We did!" Charlotte announced. "You climb over here!"
"There's a fucking oak tree in the middle of us! How am i meant to climb over without losing my towel and getting butt naked!"
"There's only one way to find out tarzan." I shrugged.
"What if someone sees?" He whisper-yelled.
"No one will see!" I rolled my eyes. "It's 9pm, everyone's already in bed."
I wish that was true! This neighbour hood was quiet and peaceful, but the neighbours were so nosy it was criminal .
"Fine." He muttered.
Taking a step back he adjusted his towel, tightening it around his waist. His expression read nothing but fear and desperation...it just goes to show how teens are with their phones.
He looked back at us then at the tree before putting his leg on the ledge. "I'm gonna kill you for this at school tomorrow." He yelled before pulling half of his body out.
We're on our way!!
Justin sent me the text, i smirked to myself. The wind howled in my ear lobes, it was chilly outside, feeling it's effect he shivered and muttered indecent words to himself before clutching onto the first branch. I creaked and tipped over some of the tree towards him. His feet were now on it and he pulled himself onto the tree.
His towel nearly slipped off but he caught it in an instant. He swore before he took another leap nearly at my ledge. The tree was lipping under his grasp. Jumping on my ledge me and Charlotte both looked at each other shocked that he'd got here without it dropping off.
Crap! I knew he was going to do it.
Closing my window quickly the tree also quickly snapped back towards his window so he couldn't jump back onto it.
"What the hell are you doing?" He asked taking a step onto my balcony type ledge.
"There's a spider on your towel!" Charlotte gasped, he quickly dusted it off not thinking at all.
"WHERE! WHERE!" He yelled. It slipped from his waist falling down into my backgarden. He tried to catch it but it was gone...my eyes never hurt so much.
I'd never seen a REAL....thingaling before....but now it was in front of me H.D....3.D..
He quickly covered it. Swearing multiple times under his breath.
"Open the damn window!" He yelped from the outside.
"Sorry, i don't know how to!" I laughed from the inside.
Suddenly a familiar sound of a car pulled up into my driveway. Music blasting from it's speakers. It came to a halt and familiar boys came out.
"What the hell? Hey guys free porn show!" One of them yelled, the rest of them laughed loudly me and Charotte did also but from the safety of my room.
"Who is that? Jason...Jason Miles?!"
"It's Miller!" He yelled then cursed under his breath.
"Open the window!" He yelled, i couldn't help but laugh hysterically! It was such a funny sight!! His bare body outside while my boyfriend and his friends shared our humour.
But part of me did feel kind of bad, my laughter slightly subsided but Justin and his friends continued.
"Oh my. I think this dude is trying to rape your girlfriend Jason!" Keith nudged him.
"Nah, he's streaking definitely streaking."
"Fuck!" Jason muttered banging his head hard on my window. "Crystal i'm gonna fucking kill you, I will fucking kill you so hard!"
They were now taking photos in they're fits of laughter, panicking Jason jumped, off of my ledge into my back garden. Hearing a huge thud everyone's laughter soon disappeared. My window shot open, but my fear of something worse soon went as he jumped up from my rose bushes rubbing the back of his head.
"I'm ok!" He groaned before trudging back to his house, having the boy's laughter shift him off.