{Chapter 5}

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Marissa opened Madison's door slightly and peeked her head round it. She looked like a four year old playing hide and seek, checking for the seeker. She was hella weird but she was nice. I liked her. Saskia Eleanor Jackson just admitted to liking someone. Wow. Even admitting that to myself is impressive (admitting it out loud would be some sort of miracle moment) ...

"Ow!" Marissa's squeal startled me and I jumped slightly. Wait where had she gone? Oh. She was on the floor.

"Sorry Mar!" Dallas giggled. I think they'd opened the door whilst Marissa was still behind it and knocked her to the floor.

"Fucking idiots!" Marissa hissed, nursing her forehead. Yeh I think the door was swung into her head. Must've been pretty hard- it did knock her off her feet.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." Maddie angrily whisper shouted. "Mar get up you loser." She dragged Marissa by the collar of her flannel and onto the bed.

Dallas emptied her arms of the four huge water guns on the bed. She then pulled a handful of something colourful out of her back jeans pocket.

"I even found these," she smirked, dropping them on the sheets in front of us. Water balloons. This was some serious 'Dilmer busting' we were doing.

"Dallas my head hurts-" Marissa whined, glaring at Dallas but Maddie cut her off.

"Mar get over yourself." Geez this kid was serious. I suppressed a giggle. What was it with all these emotions tonight? I've cried with laughter, I've cried from being overwhelmed with love. Ew love. I've been laughing in pretty much every other moment I wasn't (embarrassingly) bawling my eyes out. "Agent Saskia, are our targets in position?" Maddie turned to me.

I bought my hand up to forehead and saluted, "yes sir!"

Dallas giggled, "Maddie you're a sir. That means you're a boy!"

"Dal if you don't shut up I'll feed you to Demi and I'm sure she'll be totally up for eating you after what we're gonna do to her!" Maddie's glare literally bore into Dallas' eyeballs I swear. It shut her up anyway, Dallas didn't talk again. This 13-year-old has power.

Sergeant Madison set Dallas and I to work filling up the guns and water balloons in the en suite. I still can't get over that Maddie has an en suite...

Marissa stayed on the bed, nursing her forehead. She had a pretty impressive lump not going to lie.

Maddie meanwhile stood behind Dallas and I, cursing at us if the balloon popped or if we dropped it by accident causing a mini water explosion in the sink (these things happened quite regularly, water balloons are surprisingly fiddly and flimsy).

Finally we had the total of 9 water balloons. It was originally a pack of 30 but trust me, they're harder to fill up and tie than it seems.

Maddie handed us 2 water balloons each, she got 3 (to quote: 'since it was her idea'). We also got a water gun each. These things were huge. They required two hands and were pretty heavy when filled up with 2 litres of water.

We crept out into the corridor.

"And now we wait for the screams," Marissa smirked (yes she'd stopped moaning about her head and joined us). Dallas started thrusting into mid air. She's so immature!!

Maddie, no sorry I mean Sergeant Madison the magnificent or whatever name she'd given herself, silenced us.

We waited in silence until I heard something I hoped I would never hear in my life. Yes it was muffled. But it was a sex scream nevertheless.

Maddie pretended to gag. Dallas and Marissa smirked at each other. I think I was too taken aback by the monstrosity I had just been to exposed to to react. Yes I might have smoked a handful of times and do stuff 14 year olds shouldn't do but I'm a virgin. I swear.

"Let's go agents." Maddie whispered, tip toeing to the door. Dallas, Marissa and I positioned ourselves behind her. Marissa pressed record on her phone. This could be some explicit content. Wait, I'm going to walk into my half-aunt having sex. Ew.

But before I could back down, Maddie flung the door open and ran in screaming. Dallas and Marissa had followed swiftly throwing their balloons and squirting water everywhere. I kind of let the moment take me and ran in firing my gun at the general direction of the bed.

Laughter, screaming, screeching and cussing filled the room. It was chaos.

"What the hell is going on in here?!" A deep voice belonging to a man bellowed through the room. I turned to see Maddie's dad standing there.

Maddie scuttled past him and I decided it was probably safer to escape. We'd trashed Demi's room and I doubt Eddie was going to be happy about it.

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