A Replacment

Surfing on wheels

I felt the warm rays of the sun on my face, and clumsily got out of bed.

After using the bathroom and doing my usual morning routine, I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 5:15.

I check on Kiki to see if she's awake, to see her snoring up a storm. Her arms and legs flailed out in random places, and her hair looking like a birds nest.

I suddenly get a sneaky thought. How about I get revenge at Kiki for what she did to me yesterday?

I find my blow horn under my bed, put on ear plugs and pushed the button. I enjoyed the lovely scene of Kiki as she fell out of bed, just as startled as I was. I wore a very pleased, and very smug smile on my face as I shouted gleefully, "RISE AND SHINE SUNSHINE!"

Kiki looked up at me with a less than amused face, and shakily got up. I helped her up and shoved her back on the bed, laughing so hard my stomach hurt.

"Is this because of yesterday?" Kiki asked.

I wasn't able to talk yet, so I just nodded my head. Kiki shrugged and got up.

"Fair enough, I deserved it I guess."

I nodded my head again and sat down as Kiki went to the bathroom. After what I did to the poor surfer girl, I decided that I wanted to do another mischievous thing. So I went to some of the other girl's rooms and looked for something that could amuse me, though most of the girls didn't really have anything interesting, except Gretchen, the gaming nerd that's always hanging out at the arcade. Ms. Hilga doesn't really care what any of the girls do, just so long as they don't make her look bad, (except me of course).

I unlock Gretchen's door, and when I enter her room, I see video games of all sorts scattered all over the floor, along with sheets of papers with cheat codes written on them, and her many video game remotes tangled up and thrown all over the place.

"That girl needs help,' I mumble to myself.

I tip toe over to the many game stations she has, while also trying not to trip over all the items that littered the floor. I'm like four steps away from getting to my destination, when I hear a loud crack.

Oh no. I slowly look down, and see my foot on a shattered disk.

"You have got to be kidding me." I could've sworn it wasn't there before. I sigh and lift up my right foot to see if I got any shards in there. When I check my foot, I only see a few scratches that'll quickly go away.

I start to wonder if I should just leave without getting what I wanted, but I shake my head and bend down to pick up what was left of the disk. I didn't want to go through all that trouble for nothing. I toss the shards in the trash can nearby, slightly hoping that Gretchen won't notice when she gets back, and grab her Xbox 360 and controller, and quickly, (but more carefully this time), head out the door.

When I plug in the Xbox in my room, I check to see what game is in there, and smile in relief to see that Gretchen didn't take out the game I wanted to play, because I was so not looking forward to going back in that room of horrors.

I head to the bathroom, just as Kiki was getting out, and grab some alcohol and a cotton swab to rub on my foot. Kiki turns back as I sit on the toilet. She gasps when she sees the blood.

"Nikki, how'd that happen," she demanded. I almost laughed at how she looked, with her hands on her hips, feet spread apart, and face scrunched up in a defiant manner, as if she were trying to act like she was in charge.

"I cut myself," I say simply. The brown haired surfer girl frowns even more, though it looks more like a pouty face than anything else, and once again I try to hold back my laughter.