chapter 6

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I sat on my bed as ziggy mixed paint for sheila, blasting ‘carry on wayward’ 

“Looks like blood. What exactly are we doing” i asked

Ziggy was still upset about what happened with Cindy but she tried to hide it. 

“I didn't have a pig so…” she smiles sheepishly 

“So you're doing a career?” 

“You've read carrie?” she said “what am i saying of course you have.?” 

“I don't know what that means but don't you think this is a little, i don't know? Pedestrian?” i advised 

She rolled her eyes “you got a better idea?” 

“Yes actually I do” I smiled back at her, proud of myself. 

“Go on?”

“We’ll need a bucket and the keys to science and nature…” i saw the realisation in her face

“How will we get the keys” she asked and her smile faded  

“Well i may or may not have stolen nick goode’s keys to the huts” i said proudly 

“Thats so fucking cool!” 

After about 5 minutes of looking for the right key, we found it and were on the way to the science and nature hut. 

But of course half way there I tripped on a rock. She burst out laughing and helped me up. 

“Shut up” I said as I walked ahead and she continued laughing.

We got to the science and nature hut

“Okay so you get the bucket whilst i choose whatever we dump on the bitch” i smiled 

“Oh so you're giving orders now?” she smiled back 

“Yup” i said and grabbed a box of cockroaches “okay hold that bucket and i'll dump these in there” 

“Okay” she agreed. “Okay so how are we going to get Sheila here in the first place?” 

“So you know how she has a thing for will?” she nodded “well we will write a note telling her to meet ‘will’ in the outhouse stalls. But we have to make it look believable, with like candles and flowers and shit” 

“That's perfect” she smiled “i'll go and write the note and you go and get the ‘romantic stuff’” 

We both laughed and went our separate ways. 

We gathered everything that was necessary for this and put it all in the out house. 

We also had someone to give the not to sheila to make it more believable

We strung up the bucket and waited for her to arrive

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