The Seventh Grade Wars

CHAPTER 25: Cricket

"B Side's War Webpage?" I read. So apparently B Side had started a blog. I'd come across it when I was checking Marcus' page online, and found that there had been multiple comments by somebody named 'B For BO$$,' linking us to a new blog created by the seventh grade B Siders. When I hit the 'About Me' page, I saw a list of names from B Side, one of them Hayley George. 

I immediately opened my laptop computer and got up the group chat the C Side team had made. I typed in a message, including the link. 

Cricketbug: OMG have you guys seen this? 

They responded almost immediately. 

bluealexa: Just saw that...can't believe they're copying us now!!!!

PeteYoung: Maybe this is a good thing, guys.

SportsNutPeyton: how??

PeteYoung: Maybe they'll spill some information we can use in our upcoming pranks. 

AsiaLarkin: Is that sabotage I smell?

Marcus6868: maybe. cuz we all know how much u love sabotage, Asia.

TessLovescats: I can't believe they stole marcus's idea for a blog !!

Cricketbug: Deal with it, Tess. Pete's right...this could actually help us. 

PeteYoung: You've got to make sure you don't post any information that can give us away, Marcus.

Marcus6868: you can trust me guys!!!

Cricketbug: I've gotta warn you guys. B Side has a genius on their team.

bluealexa: You're talking about hayley, right?

Cricketbug: Yes

PeteYoung: Who's Hayley?

Cricketbug: She's this nerd. She takes Algebra and reads Shakespeare.

AsiaLarkin: OMG...

Marcus6868: whats that supposed to mean asia ?

Cricketbug: anyway. Just watch out. She's probably cooking up all sorts of pranks for B Side now.

PeteYoung: But B Side has been mostly inactive lately.

Cricketbug: that means they're onto something good!!!

We texted for a little while, then I signed off from the chat room. I thought about texting Chelsea to get more information out of her, but that wouldn't work. Chelsea wasn't stupid. She'd know what I was doing, and she'd probably put an end to whatever friendship we had left. 

The next week, B Side pulled their first ever prank I rode my skateboard to school that day, since Peyton had started teaching both me and Alexa how. I was getting to be okay at it, even if I did end up scabbing my knees often. 

I walked into the C Building that morning, and got a huge shock. The floor was covered in oil, and it made it super slippery. I made it to my homeroom, forgetting about making a stop at my locker, and dodged inside. Luckily the classrooms weren't all greased up. 

"Wipe your shoes!" ordered the teacher, and Alexa quickly brought me over a box of toilet paper. 

"What is going on?" I demanded. 

"Clean off your shoes, Cricket," said Peyton, joining us at the corner of the room. "She's getting so crazy about it all. And by she, I mean our homeroom teacher."

"Okay," I said impatiently, as I scrubbed off my Converse shoes. "So this is obviously a prank. Which Side is responsible for this?"

Pete came over just then, Asia stuck to his arm. 

"B Side," he told me. "I checked, and A Side got oiled up as well."

"Wow, B Side finally strikes," I said. 

"They also," said Asia, in her 'I'm so cool' voice, "managed to slime all the lockers. Nobody can get theirs open now since they're so greasy."

"What even is this stuff?" I asked, throwing the bits of used tissue away. 

"I think it's baby oil," said Pete. 

"Gosh, that's a lot of baby oil," said Peyton. "What'd they do, wipe out Walmart of it?"

I opened my mouth to reply, when suddenly the announcements crackled on. It was Mrs. Henry, the principal.

"I know there has been a pranking," said Mrs. Henry, "and now two school buildings now have been greased with something we think is baby oil."

Pete grinned. "I was right."

"Quiet, Mr. Young!" instructed the teacher. 

"There is going to be a delay today," said Mrs. Henry. "Our custodian staff is going to clean up all the oil as quickly as possible from the A Building and C Building. B Side, however, should continue to have classes, as they have not been pranked. And might I say, to whichever B Sider who has done this, this is not remarkably funny. To the A and C Side: please do not leave your classrooms until the oil is cleaned, since we do not want to spread it! Thank you."

The announcements crackled off, and I sighed. 

"We're stuck here," I said. 

"For how long?" said Asia. 

"I'd say maybe an hour," Pete replied. "I think, anyway."

Alexa had accessed the 'B for BO$$' website on her iPhone. 

"Look," she said, "there's been a blog update."

I peered over, and read the most recent post. There was a large picture of an empty hallway, the floor shining with the baby oil. 

B Side has made their debut into the 7th Grade War!, it said, and we are proud to present our first prank: baby oil on the floors of the A and C Buildings! Might we add that we think that this prank surely puts the other Sides' to shame. 

"Told you they were cooking up something good," I said.