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Chapter 3: Rainbow Squad af

Chapter 3: Rainbow Squad af

Guys!!! Thank you so much! I can't believe this!! I have 100+ reads!! That's mind blowing!!

Wow.. Someone's excited...

But that's not the point. THANK YOU SO MUCH, and I know this isn't that big of a deal to some people, but it is to me and thank you!! I hope you enjoy this chapter. *presents chapter with your favourite ice cream flavour*

•>Kat<•

It's been a week since that encounter with Louis and Harry in the cafeteria. They've kept their promise, and they've been trying to make our lives a living hell. Pranks have been unexpectedly unfolding all throughout the whole school. They were obviously Louis and Harry's, but the teachers didn't believe us, until we had actual proof.

We also knew that those pranks were for us. Luckily, not one single prank has succeeded. Everytime we almost walk into a trap, some kind of errand pops out of nowhere, so we end up leaving, and then we find out that some other people were pranked on that same place we were in.

Thank you, luck! Thank you for sticking with us through thick and thin, although I'm pretty sure you'll leave us sometime soon.

"Ms. Lockhart!" Someone demanded, slapping my desk. I jumped, almost falling out of my seat. "Yes, sir?" I snapped my head instantly.

If I did that any faster, I could've killed myself. I would've been the stupid girl who died because she was zoning out and she snapped her head too fast when she was called out by the teacher.

Dammit!

These boys are taking over my mind. "Ms. Lockhart!" Mr. Geoffrey called out to me once again.

Shit! I zoned out again!

"Since you seem to love daydreaming in my class, will you please answer the problem on the board?" Mr. Geoffrey pointed out the problem on the chalk board and handed me a piece of chalk.

Oh, no. I didn't listen! Ugh. Fuck you mind for zoning out. Fuck you Mr. Geoffrey for noticing. Fuck you whoever you are who invented Math. Fuck you Math for ever being invented.

"Sorry, I don't know how to solve it, sir." I bowed my head from embarrassment. I could hear snickers from almost everyone and Mr. Geoffrey gave me a disappointed grunt.

"Anyways, continuing to the lesson..." Mr. Geoffrey continued while I zoned out again. My mind was drifting back to the two boys who have been trying to prank my friends and I for revenge. And before my attention was called again, the bell rang signaling that the period was over. I rushed outside, and I was the first one of the room, but that was the worst decision I've ever made because from the moment I stepped out of that room, I was covered with different colors of paint.

I managed to gasp and rub away the paint daring to enter my eyes and saw who the culprit-- or should I say culprits --is.

Of course.

It was Tomlinson and Styles together with a few other people they've been socializing with. They were carrying water guns filled with paint. Each gun contained a different color.

Everyone who saw what happened laughed. Even Mr. Geoffrey couldn't hold back a small snicker. Although he looked amused, he still gave Styles, Tomlinson, and their friends (?) each a detention slip and sent them to the principal's office. Mr. Geoffrey sent me off to go to the clinic, so the nurse can help me clean up.

I guess luck already left me.

When I was in the clinic, I found Anne, Angie, Kylie, Angel, and Abby who were all covered in paint too.