Jump to next Monday:
Marisa's P.O.V
"Tomorrow is my birthday!!!!!!" I yell jumping around the living room, Jack runs down the stairs with a whipped cream bottle.
"I FUCKING WARNED YOU!" She screams before spraying the whipped cream all over my face, but I don't care, instead of screaming I grab a handful of cream of my face and shove it all in her hair and rub it in.
"AND I FUCKING WARNED YOU!" I scream back at her, earlier this morning I had run into their rooms and yelled that tomorrow is my birthday and Jack said if I do it again she would cover me in whipped cream, I laughed and said I would do it back. What crazy things we get up to in our house!
"SHUT THE FUCK UP BOTH OF YOU! WE HAVE TO PLAN WHAT WE ARE DOING TOMORROW!" Sam screams at us, we must look like quite a sight, two girls with whipped cream all over them and one girl glaring at them as they stare at her through their cream masks.
"Ok, ok. Truce?" Jack asks calmly, I look at her trying to look deep untaught before I grab the whipped cream bottle out of her hand.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKING WISH!" I yelled at her covering her and our couch in whipped cream. Why did she ever think she could beat me?
Idiot.
"STOP!" Sam roars, I look back at her innocently.
"Stop what?" I ask before covering her in the cream, now we must really look weird. There is knock on the door and I try to wipe most of the cream off my face before opening it.
"He- wow, um, wow." I look up to see Jake staring at me, I blush, I probably look at mess.
"Wait, how did you get my address?" I ask, IS HE A FUCKING STALKER BECAUSE IF HE IS, SHIT!
"Oh yeah, well my phone broke so I couldn't text you and so I went to the hotel and you weren't there, but your mum gave me your address." Jake says and my eyes pop out of my head for two reasons, 1) MY MOTHER TRUSTS HIM ENOUGH TO GIVE HIM MY ADDRESS and 2) A guy actually cares that much about me to try and find me! Cue mental aww!
"AWWW!" Sam squeals, I hadn't noticed her and Jack standing behind me.
"Since you are here Jake..." Jack starts and before Jake has anytime to react he is covered in whipped cream too. We all crack up laughing except for Jake, he rolls his eyes.
"You guys are so immature." He tells us and then he grabs the whipped cream and covers Jack in it even more.
"You should know to have back up!" He yells at her as he grabs another bottle of whipped cream from the fridge and chucks the empty one over his shoulder, then he turns to Sam and I.
"RUNNNNNNN!" I yell at her.
"I don't need telling twice!" She says and we bolt, we fly up the stairs and try to get into the bathroom but Jake beats us.
"This is for being cowards and running." He says and squirts us with cream.
"This is for trying to beat me." He says and does it again.
"AND THIS IS FOR LAUGHING!" He says and finishes with the bottle. I glare at him walk backwards into the bathroom and I grab the shaving cream down from the shelf. It takes him a second to realise what I am doing, a second to long.
"You wouldn't." He says looking at me begging for mercy.
"YOU ASKED FOR IT!" Sam says getting another bottle and we douse him in strawberry scented shaving cream.
"Damn it! Now everyone's gonna think I'm prissy!" He says and looks down at his shirt which is now slightly stained pink.
"Did you get revenge?" Jack asks coming up the stairs and then turn to look at Jake, she falls on the floor laughing.
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War of Wolves
LobisomemMarisa Van Dyke left Marrickville high school 3 years early, no she was not a drop out, she had completed high school top of a class that was 3 years older than her, she when to university for 2 years and came back home with a degree in business and...
