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Chapter Sixteen: Whip Cream Facials

I broke open the ghost pepper and stuck the toothbrush inside it, hoping to make the toothbrush
even more unbearable.

I cracked a smile. Carson was going to have a pretty rough day tomorrow. Why did Will choose Carson of all people though? Maybe they're enemies?

After I finished making the toothbrush insanely hot, I put it back and took out the plastic wrap.

I lifted up the toilet seat and began to wrap plastic wrap over the toilet bowl. Now if Carson tries to pee, than it will go everywhere.

I manically laughed in my head.

When I finished my work in the bathroom, I prepared for entering his bedroom and finishing my dare. I flicked off my flashlight in case anyone was still awake and put the backpack on. Then I got down on my knees and peeked out of the bathroom door.

All of the lights were off and the only light came from the late summer moon which shone through the bathroom window. The bathroom was at the end of the hallway, to the right of three more doors that were down the hall. Two of the doors were closed and one was open.

I started crawling very quietly down the carpeted hall. The first door was closed and I took a deep breath before gripping the door handle and ever so slowly turning it.

I carefully opened the door and poked my head in the door.

I couldn't see anything because it was so dark, but I could hear snoring.

I pushed the door open. The door creaked. I paused in the doorway to make sure I didn't wake up who I suppose is Carson. His snoring stopped for a few seconds and then continued. I let out a quiet breath. I just want to get this over with fast.

I tiptoed into the dark room and took the flashlight out of my bag. It would be risky to turn on the flashlight, but how else was I supposed to see what I'm doing?

I covered the flashlight with my palm, blocking it from laying a single ray on him, and flicked it on.

The light didn't do much, but it made it so I could see well enough. The room was about 1/4 of the size of my room. But my room was gigantic so this room is what most would consider normal sized. The walls were painted blue and a queen sized bed with dark colored duvet covers sat in the corner. I looked at the bed, trying to tell if the guy sleeping in the bed was him.

Sure enough, short light chestnut hair that could belong to no other than the jerk-like Carson Bayes laid on a pillow. I eyed his facial features to make sure Will didn't make me break into some random guy's house. Yep; it was Carson.

So now it's time to do this thing.

I spotted his Mac laptop on a black desk across from the bed. I cautiously walked over to it and opened it up.

White light shone from the screen onto Carson's sleeping face. I moved in front of the laptop so that I blocked the light. Then I carefully took out the super glue, making sure the Hello Kitty backpack zipper wouldn't make a sound.

Yes! I got it.

I unscrewed the superglue and began to spread it all over the keyboard and screen.

Man, would I be pissed if this was my Mac. These are pretty darn expensive too.

I kind of feel bad for Carson. I just need to finish this dare and get the hell out of here.