505 days ~ irwin

422 days before

yes i do know that most of schools in aus are private ok... but i thought it would be more interesting if it was a public school so dont call me out ok

Brinley

"So how is this going down?" Calum asked. His voice was muffled through my laptop speakers. 

"I will explain all the details on Friday when you guys all stay over." I said. The wind from up here probably made it much harder to understand. I propped inside on the open window sill, I needed to smoke and I couldn't have my room reek of it. 

"But give us the brief plan." Aubrey said. I was Skype group chat calling the crew aka Cal, Aubrey, Riley, Savannah (kind of), and Michael (despite the fact that he literally says nothing half the time and just listens in while he games).

"Okay." I exhaled a thin line. I watched Aubrey roll her eyes, being impatient so quickly. "Mr. Waters, the math geek and chemistry whiz. His class is a very large lab, and he has a back office where he keeps all the chemicals." 

"I don't like where this is going." Riley's voice was shaky and it wasn't just my speakers. 

"Were not going to gas the place, Ri. He's doing a lab presentation on Tuesday, and since I taught myself the next couples lessons because I was bored, I already know what he's going to do. We're testing out reactions, so we just switch a couple chemicals and it won't blow up the class, it will just blow a massive blue smoke." I explained. Hopefully it made sense in their brains. 

"What if you replace the wrong chemical and you blow shit to the sky." Michael whispered. I don't think we were supposed to hear that, that or he forgot he had his headphones in. 

"I know my chemistry, Michael. Trust me, I won't fuck up." I had a lot of confidence in myself. I knew that the most important part would be up to me, and in my hands. It didn't scare me at all because I like being in charge of my own revenge. "And of course some other little things, like I will spray paint the board, spell out stuff on each desk. Y'know little stuff." 

"So why do you need all of us?" Calum asked. It would be hard to answer all of these questions right now, so I had to wait. 

"Wait, younging, just you wait." I giggled. 

"Is the courageous Ashton going to joining us on our wild journey?" Riley asked. 

Usually Ashton and I make, plan, set up, etc. the tags/missions that we do. We would both be the head and leaders of the team, but not in this case. I can and will do this without his help, because from what I remember he never did anything, beside carry my stuff or point at the board with a stick. I did all the dirty work, and if someone had to take the blame yours truly took one for the team. I never threw anyone under the bus because I didn't want to be a snitch. I'm better than a snitch and care for my friends more than that. Besides 99% of the time it is my fault and my idea. Plus this isn't year 1. 

"I'm afraid not." My smile dimed, and I knew that they would all take notice. I opened the notebook that was lying on my desk and flipped to the "Operation XIAT" section. I started to scribble ideas of how the break-in would go down. "He- he, uh, was never much help to the group anyways, plus were better off without him. Trust me." I weakly smiled. I jotted down a list of the things we needed, from stuff that I needed from the store, and things I knew the other would have. "This isn't going to be easy, but it wil be so fucking worth it." I stated, my dimples finally starting to show. 

"So what happens the day after operation xiat?" Savannah asked in her snobby, rich girl voice that really chilled me off. She would only use it when she was being sassy and complaining about something. Like if her dress will stain or her nails would break. But it never mattered anyway because her "daddy" would buy it back anyways.

"We wait." I said, still not being able to wipe the smirk off my naked face.

"What does that mean?" And there came the horrid, snobby voice of hers. 

"He wont be able to take the spray paint off the desk or board, and there is no other class room he will be able to take. Then when it blows up, we laugh. But not too hard because people will suspect something." I said. "Oh! And that reminds me! We can't be suspicious for the next couple of weeks. Otherwise people will think were planning something and if the cops ask then students will tell them that they say us hanging out and talking, and that won't be good." 

"So we can't have lunch together?" Calum asked. I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or just a plain douche. 

"Precisely. Then people will think we had a fight and there's no way they can trace anyone of it back to us." I cheered. 

"You sure about this?" Michael asked. Michael is very introverted, he doesn't like to hangout with people very often and I totally understand that. So when you take away all his friends, then where does he go? And what does he do? 

"I don't want to get caught. And this is some illegal shit that is going down, Mikey." I talked fast, opening drawers until I found the small black flask in my vanity drawer. "Anyways, I have to hall-ass to the kitchen and munch on some food before the folks get home." I waved to the camera, everyone looked to sleepy and tired. They were like little koalas or sloths, I was proud of the mess I made. "Tuesday." I said. I shut my laptop close, slowly. 

It's been so long since I've done one of these "Brinley's missions" things that I can't even remember the last time I actually did one. I had a warning from the last time I've done this. I was told that if I did another prank that I would get suspended and I couldn't like that happen because besides school, I have no other get away. Despite the fact that I hate it so much, it's my safe haven. No where else is safe, sometimes no where is safe, not even school or Ashton.