Out of Everyone✯Vikklan

Chapter 11

Tuesday morning started out like any other day. Well, all except the fact that everyone was more excited about Lachlan than ever. People getting star tattoos, getting star accessories, and doing everything they can to get him to notice them. It was funny to see, being one of the only people that knew the truth. Rob and Preston eventually figured it out, with a little help from Brandon, and have sworn to not say a word. Everything about me slapping Lachlan seems to have disappeared, news of the past.

I follow Rob through the crowd trying to get to the cafeteria. Apparently Brandon and Preston are formulating a plan there. Plan V and L, he'd called it. I would've replied with a ridiculous, but I should be glad they're even helping me. Rob and I both knew Brandon really hated working on things with multiple people, so neither of us can hide our surprised looks when we see Jerome and Brandon talking back and forth while Preston and Mitch wrote things down.

"What's going on?" Rob asks for both of us.

"Glad you two are finally joining us," Preston replies. "Meet our two other teammates in Plan V and L."

"Since when?"

"Before lunch. Preston went to talk to them, and they all came to the table," Brandon says before returning to talking with Jerome again.

"I am so confused."

"As am I, Vikk."

"Just know we'll be helping you two get together," Mitch beams. "And also we couldn't stand Ryan bragging about how many girls he fucked last night."

Rob and I glance at each other and take a seat. They'd respectfully left our normal seats empty and sat in a not taken seat. Jerome sat across from Brandon, next to Rob, and Mitch sat on the other side of him.

"Okay, so here's the plan," Mitch says, spreading out a bunch of papers onto the table.

"We buy carrots, beef jerky, milk, and condoms?" Rob reads. Jerome snatches the paper from him.

"That's my grocery list, genius."

"Why do you need-"

"Enough! The plan is that I give a note to Lachlan and say it was from this random boy. He looks at the note and does what the note says. You meet him at where the note says. You talk to him and sort things out. We eat popcorn and watch. Everyone lives happily ever after. Simple, right?" Mitch explains. I stare at him.

"I think you lost me at the first note." Brandon hits the back of my head and tells me to focus and pay attention.

"We need you to write a note to Lachlan, saying that you want to meet up with him somewhere," Mitch says again slowly. I nod.

"Why couldn't I do that myself? Why do you guys need to help?"

"Because there are like 50 or so girls lined up at his locker and waiting to throw in a note," Jerome answers.

"But if we talk to him, it'll bring his attention on to it."

"Why couldn't Preston do that?" Rob asks.

"He and I aren't exactly on good terms right now. He'd think I'm playing a prank."

"Not on good terms how?" Rob questions.

"Well, something like 'if you breathe in my direction, I'll cut your balls off,' and I really like my balls."

"Okay then. Moving on," Mitch says.

"When Lachlan does show up at the place you tell him to, you tell him everything and boom, mega happy ending," Jerome tells me.

"Plus we get to eat popcorn and watch it," Brandon adds. "Helping you is the second most important thing."

"Nice to know I have such nice friends," I mumble.

"So that's it?" Rob asks.

"Yep. What could go wrong?" Preston says.

"Did you really need to use 4 pieces of paper to do all this?" I look at the pile of papers on the table.

"Well, it was 5, and I have big handwriting."

"No kidding, now write your note Vikk," Mitch commands, shoving a paper in my face.

"What should I write?"

"'If you really want to meet so badly, come to the park across the street after school today?'" Brandon suggests. I write that.

"So simple. Sign your name!" Preston says. I start writing a V.

"Really Vikk. It's supposed to be anonymous," Jerome groans.

"Well, let's see you do something." He erases the V and puts a star at the bottom.

"See, how hard was that?" Lunch is over in 5 minutes, so everyone starts cleaning up. Mitch takes the paper, but Jerome tries to fight him for it. They end up agreeing on Mitch carrying it, and Jerome explaining it. The rest of us aren't sure whether they're really that reliable.

"Don't you two clowns mess anything up," Preston warns.

"Relax, P. We know what we're doing."

"Then why did you drop the note on the floor?" Jerome bends down to pick it up. "See, you don't even know where the note is. That's not the note. The note's in Mitch's hands."

"No it's not," Mitch says. "I gave it to Jerome."

"You did not!"

"I did! Check your pockets!" Mitch ended up finding it in his pockets. I'm still having doubts about this, but they swear they won't do anything to mess this up. They wanted Lachlan to be happy too, they'd said, and we would make a great couple. I laughed.

[Merome, can you get any more banterful than that. ^•ω•^]