Didn't I Say So?

Wet, Messy And PINK!!!

"Kirrrraaaaaaaaa".
"Casssssiiiddyyyyyyyyyy".

"Kira, get your ass in here please, I really need your help". I yelled for Kira desperately from the bathroom as I was changing .
She barges into the bathroom and looks at me sceptically.
Don't ask why we don't lock the door. Just don't .
"Don't worry I don't have a bucket of ice cold water to throw on you and we're getting late for class anyway, I just need some help buttoning up my jeans".
Kira doubled over as I stated the reason as to why I called for her. Her dirty blonde hair just straightened and her shirt as crisp as a fresh piece of fried chicken . Well not for long bitch.
I took the recently emptied bottle of liquid soap and filled it with water from the tap. She didn't notice the determination on my face nor did she realise that she'd be soaking wet within the next five seconds. I toppled the contents in her direction.
Gone was the dead straight hair and warm ironed golf shirt she was wearing.

She glared at me and knew better than not to mess with me twenty five minutes before class. Her eyes would've turned red if she was supernatural. Kira's glare killed.
She growled, "Reduce the cupcake intake, don't blame the jeans". She flipped her hair back causing a few droplets landing on my face and walked out of the loo with her head high.
This girl could be an inspiration ,especially since she makes a golf shirt look so darn classy.

After Math, I headed to the Creative Writing class and took a seat.
"Yo Cassy, waddup?", Jerry yelled from a few seats over.
Jerry and I met in this very class on the first day when I had nowhere to sit, maybe if I wasn't fussy and just took a backseat I wouldn't have become friends with him, he offered me his seat which was right in front. Just where I like it. Sitting closer helps me concentrate easier.
"Wassup nigga", I called back. See Jerry is African American and takes no offense whatsoever. When he made a joke about being racist I was taken aback. Pretty much the entire class calls him Nigga, even his girlfriend! I remember the first time I called him that and he laughed for an entire hour saying things like "British sound funny saying that" and "Oh Cassy, you British British Cassy". Then he pet my head like I was his domestic cat.
Or shall I say Lion? Because lions are African cats and he's part African so...

Lunch time came sooner than I expected it to and I wasted no time in getting there.
I found Kira in the line and I joined it right behind her. She wore a different outfit from this morning.
She caught sight of me and raised an eyebrow. "Remember this morning when you needed my help and being the kind human being that I am, came over immediately to your assistance?"
UhOh. What is she onto now?
" And I also remember that you laughed at me before actually helping me". I tried to defend myself. "You didn't even help me!"

" And I also remember that you made me wet you evil, manipulating , conniving, sick chic", she retorted.
Just as I was going to ask her the double meaning behind her sentence, Luke pokes his head between mine and Kiras.
"Who is making who wet and why am I not involved?" He furrowed his smart eyebrows making his green eyes stand out more than usual.
Yet.
He couldn't make a rock wet, even if rains for seven days straight.
Kira absorbed herself into a conversation with Puke and once again I was the third wheel. The lunch lady threw a meatloaf on my plate and I walked over to the deserts.
I really really want a cupcake. Usually I eat a couple without having to think but did my jeans really not fit because I might be gaining weight? Are the cupcakes having a bad effect on my body?
"Is Cupcake Girl thinking about what flavour to choose?"
I looked away from the heavenly deserts into the gorgeous blue eyes. "Hey there Drew, Yes I'm just confused". I looked back at the cupcake rack. A line of plain chocolate cupcakes sat on the first shelf and on the second shelf were six plain vanilla with strawberry icing . Just two flavours but I was not put off. "There are just plenty that tickle my taste buds".
He chuckled and reached for one of the plain chocolate cupcake while I took the time to take in his appearance.
I barely took in the design on his adorable sweatshirt when Kira popped up behind me. "Remember when I said I'll get you back for this morning?" She whispered into my ear. I'd giggle due to her breath tickling my earlobe but I was dumbstruck at the thought of the circumstances as the result of making her wet.
"You didn't mention that at any time of the day". My heartbeat increased as her familiar creepy smile adorned her face. The lunch tray would slip out of my hands if I sweat any more. My knees trembled when I realised I was one foot in my grave that I dug with my very own hands.
Kira took a step closer to the cupcake rack and I knew exactly what she was planning to do. They don't call us Telepathy Twins for nothing.
Nobody calls you that.
Just as she grabbed the strawberry icing cupcake I twisted, turned and ducked. Her aim was so good but if only her timing was just as accurate. As expected, the cupcake was smushed against Drews' face. Thank goodness he didn't have his specs on.
A very shocked Drew gave Kira the 'What the fuck are you doing? Do I even fucking know you ???' look.
Obviously it would have been more clear if the icing wasn't on his eyebrows. I burst out laughing as did Kira. Drew looked at both of us with a threatening look causing the both of us to shut up and expect a right telling off from him. He was three years older and maybe even mature to the max.

I looked at Kira and she mirrored the guilty expression. "We're so sorry Drew, it was an honest mist-" I couldn't finish my sentence because Drew shoved two cupcakes each on both our faces. How the heck did they even fit in his hands?
We were literally the cake faced trio now.
His eyes widened and he picked up an empty metal tray that was on a nearby table and placed it in front of our faces serving the purpose of a mirror. My face was pink. PINK! StrawFuckingBerry pink!
The strawberry icing was on my nose, maybe even in my nose, a little was on my upper lip like a cute little pink mustache. The cake on the other hand stuck like vanilla flavoured lumps on my eyelid and my eyebrows.
Kira didn't look any different. Instead of running to get some tissue to clean up like a normal person, Kira took a handful of the sweet icing into her palms and rubbed it together like it was face cream. She then slapped it across my face making my skin sting like a motherfucking beehive attacked it. I did not see that coming !
I faked a sweet smile and did the same, biting back the tears. But this time I took the icing from two cupcakes. I rubbed my palms together causing the sweet buttery pink slime dripping on the floor and screamed,
" Attttaaaaaaaccckkkkk!!!!!". My left palm went across Drews' face while my right hand flew onto Kiras' already creamed cheeks.
They're body language told me I was a goner! I couldn't see their expressions because I caked them! I feel like Doofenshmirtz when he finally has Perry The Platypus under hostage.
Just a second later, I hear a familiar voice scream "Attttaaaaaaaccckkkkk!!!" I turn around to see Jerry throw his apple pie across the room like a javelin. The appley goo hit a very muscular jock on the shoulder who screamed the same word in the same tone. The jocks' juice box was squirted onto a redhead.
Soon, the entire canteen had flying food all over. If the food wasn't flying, then it was either on the floor or being sucked up by someone's face.

"By the way...", Kira looked at me through her pink eyelashes," Those jeans were mine". She stuffed some meatloaf into her hands and went to find a target.
Kira is two sizes smaller than I am...

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