"So everybody got the plan?" Sean said.
We all nodded and headed to our positions. I walked over to the door and texted Jackson,
From: Amy
Receiver: sexy beast a.k.a. Jackson
12:35 p.m.
Jackson, will you come over?
From: Sexy beast a.k.a. Jackson
Reciever: Amy
12:36p.m.
No way in hell. Last time you nearly screamed my ear off with profanities.
From:Amy
Receiver: sexy beast a.k.a. Jackson
12:36 p.m.
Pleeeeaaase! It's an emergency. I'm kinda stuff in between a dresser and a wall. Everybody else left cause they thought I left too.... I'm starting to cramp! PLEEEAAASSSEEE! I be your best friend!
From: sexy beast a.k.a. Jackson
To:Amy
12:38 p.m.
Pff, I don't need friends. I'm already cool enough. But I'll come because your stuck and I can take a picture. See ya princess.
I turned off my phone. I walked to my room and hid in my closet. A few minutes later I heard Jackson enter.
Jacksons POV;
"Hello?" I looked around. "Amy? Are you here?" I listened for a response.
"I'm up the fucking stairs Jackson. Now get your ass up here!" She shouted. I smirked, she wants my ass I see.
I sigh and head upstairs, I don't know what's room she's in so I'll just look in all of them. I turned the handle into another room and opened it up, there wasn't anybody in it. I shrugged. "FUCK!" I shouted as I turned around and saw an empty bucket and blue kool-aid all over me. I heard giggling from one of the rooms down the hall. I opened it and a bucket of chocolate fell on to my head. "AMY! IM GONNA KILL YOU!" I shouted getting angrier.
I started running into all the rooms, so far none of them have anybody in them, I opened up the one door with caution, no one was in it.
I turned around and opened another door. Whipped cream covered my face in seconds along with the rest of an apple pie. I felt something ok my head and grabbed it.
"A FUCKING CHERRY!" I shouted frustrated, how the hell can all these kids be moving so fast.
I sprinted to a room with music playing. I opened it and slipped on some short of green goo. I groaned, "NOW MY ASS HURTS!" One e I got up caramel sauce dripped on my head. I swiped around and grabbed to kid by the shirt, it was Cody. He looked frightened, "Tell me where the fuck Amy is." I said. He pointed to her room. I dropped him and threw open her door and turned around to see the rest of the 'pack' behinds watching wearily. "Amy? Where are you?" I said quietly, like a creepy old guy.
I growled, "You better come out." I heard a floorboard creek behind me, I whipped around and saw Amy looking like a deer caught in headlights. I smirked, "Got cha." I crept up close and see launched some water balloons filled with God knows what. I quickly dodged and grabbed her. By the shoulders.
She did something I never expected. She leaned in and kissed me. I gave in and tugged on her bottom lip asking for access.
She granted, and our tounge smoked in sync and she snakes her arms around my neck while I held on to her waist. She pulled back after another minute and bit her swollen lip.
She started to walk away and turned back and told me, "And Jackson? Revenge tastes sweet."
She sauntered out The door and I faintly heard the girls scream, 'WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!' I chuckled and licked my lips.
Caramel, pie, and chocolate.
Revenge definitely tastes sweet.
Sweet as hell.
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Loving the High School Bad-Boy
Teen FictionThe last thing that crossed Amy's mind when she entered for her senior year was, Jackson Earl Denivior. She never in a million years would even think he'd notice her, but is life ever that easy? She doesn't want this badass in her life-not yet anywa...
