Chapter 11

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I woke up to Lena standing over me with a water balloon with a shit eating grin. She looked slightly crazy (still gorgeous) and I felt very uncomfortable.

"BAM" She shouts throws the balloon at my face.

It explodes on impact and water flies everywhere. Lena jumps down on my stomach making me groan and rolls off the bed. She leaps up and glance around with razor sharp eyes. Then flips around to face me.

This was definitely a new side to her

"If the game had started..." she dramatically looks away then back, " you would have died!"

"Uh— okay?"

"Come on" She groans as she yanks me out of the bed.

I stumble to my feet and frown. I was very confused as to what was happening. The alarm cloak read 5:03.

"Go get dressed" she jumped around the room like a little kid nudging me to the bathroom

"Wait. Wait. I need to get clothes first"

All I could think was it was too early for this.

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"So this is an annual thing?"

Lena nodded excitedly. I just finished getting dressed. The cloak now read 5:20.

"Yup, for the last 4 years on the 22nd of December... we have a prank war!" She states grinning happily while rubbing her hands together

I laugh a little. she jumps up and grabs my hand.

"The adult don't know. They can't or they'll shut it down, but at first all the "kids" are divided into teams of 4. We've never had a fourth teammate before! This is exciting"

She quietly pulls the door open and glances around quickly before pulling us out of the room completely.

"Wait teams of 4-"

Lena quietly shushes me as she crosses the hall gripping my hand tightly. She gently knocks on the door.

No answer

She knocks again a little harder

No answer

She knocks again even harder

No answer

She slams her fist twice before the door flings open. MJ stood there with her hair looking extra frizzy. She looked like she just rolled out of bed. She probably did. Her clothes were ruffled and messy.

"What" She mumbles rubbing her eyes lazily

She blinks a few times then looks at me. A look flashes in her eyes, but it disappeared as fast as it came. Then she looked at our hands and maybe it was the tiredness, but looked a little....

Sad

"We talked about this yesterday!" Lena whispers

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