I hate you and you hate me...there, now we're even with each other. (Chp. 1)

I hate you and you hate me...there, now we're even with each other. (Chp. 34)

Recap

Aislin's POV

"Aislin, do you remember that promise I made to you three years ago?"I tried to think back to any promises he made but shook my head. Seth sighed, "The promise I made to you of not having sex until marriage?" Oh. That promise. Yeah, now I remembered. I nodded and Seth smiled, "Aislin, it's not that I don't want to--I do, miserably--but I tend to keep that promise until the time comes."

I looked at him in confusion and cocked my head to the side, "What does that mean?" Seth smiled gently and kissed me lightly before replying, "Wait and see." He pulled his arms from me and winked at me before going into the library again and shutting the door.

Exasperated, I let out a groan of impatience and raised an eyebrow to the wall in front of me, "What the hell is he talking about?"

Damn boys and their stupid riddles.

End of Recap

Aislin's POV

I was bored. Miserably bored because I had nothing to do. Well, I guess 'nothing' would be considered something to do but...oh whatever.. All I know is that I'm bored.

I sighed and just sat there, staring at the ceiling while laying on the bed in the guest room that Seth's house had. I couldn't really spend time with Seth-no matter how badly I wanted to-but he had to go to some meeting that involved the werewolf/vampire council and I wasn't allowed to come because of my half vampire half human body. Stupid rules.

I let out a long groan of impatience and somehow, Angel heard me because I suspect she had been walking down the hallway because the next moment, she was in the bedroom watching me curiously.

"Why so bored?" She said, amused. I rolled my eyes and sat up, "No offence, but you're guys' house is really boring." I said.

Angel laughed lightly and shook her head before smiling cheekily at me, "That's because you don't know how to have fun." She went over to me and grabbed my hand before yanking me off the bed and leading me-more like dragging-down the hallway.

When we immideately stopped once we reached the back yard which was beautiful, she turned to me and smiled widely. I gave her an odd look, "What are we doing out here?"

She shrugged and smiled mischeviously before flickering her eyes through the window then back at me, "We're gonna have fun." I raised an eyebrow, "By doing what? Kinda on edge here."

Angel smiled and turned around before getting a bottle of hair dye and turning around to face me, "We're gonna pull some pranks."

I then felt a small mischevious smile of my own form upon my lips, "Well, that sure sounds like fun. But what's the hair dye for?" Angel then gave me a wicked smile and reached behind her to grab a bottle of conditioner. She held it up to me and then held up the hair dye. She then motioned pouring the hair dye into the conditioner bottle and nodded.

I made a shocked expression, "Who's conditioner is that?" She shrugged, "My cousin Sam's. She's about my age. She ticked me off so now I want to dye her hair black." I laughed lighlty, "Don't you think that's a little extreme? And won't she notice the black hair dye coming out of the bottle when she uses it?"

Angel laughed, "Please, Sam's a sucker for pranks. She won't even know what hit her. Plus, the worse she can do for revenge is put a whoopie cushion under me when I sit down. She's not that mean. But me? I was raised by the wolves!"

I laughed at that mostly because it was true and decided to go along with her. When we poured the hair dye into the bottle, we quickly headed upstairs to the other guest room that Sam and Christopher (both their cousins in case you forgot) and placed it in the shower. When we also heard someone walking down the hallway and towards the room, it was even more perfect when we hid in one of the closets and waited for the victim to enter the bathroom and lock it.

When we heard the water beginning to run, we jumped out of the closet and started to laugh hard. We did a fist punch but couldn't stop laughing.

"I...can't....wait...to see...the...look on...her face!" Angel laughed. We then stopped laughing up to the point until our stomachs hurt. Angel pretended to wipe a tear off her cheek and high-fived me.

I was about to speak when a shocked expression crossed our faces after we heard a manish and not at all girlish scream come from the bathroom.

My eyes widened and Angel had to fight a smile that grew on her face, "That didn't sound like Sam."

That's when the bathroom door slammed open and we spun around to see a dripping wet Christopher with a vicious look on his face. (Don't worry, he had a towel on his lower half ;D) If he hadn't been so angry-looking then he would have looked pretty attractive. But since he was both dripping wet, angry-faced, AND had a couple streaks of black streaks through his golden blond hair, it was pretty dang HILARIOUS. Though, the thing was, he hadn't been our target.

I swallowed and tried to hold in a laugh of my own. But since he was just standing there, seething in anger just glaring at us, both me and Angel couldn't help but burst out laughing and started to roll on the ground in agonizing laughter.