Everythings Not What It Seems

Everythings Not What It Seems part 5

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Recap

"hey I think we should go to your house, I don't know about you but in tired." l said with a yawn. He just nodded and grabbed his keys. Next thing I knew we were at Taylor's house and I was laying down staring at the ceiling wile thinking about what Cody's said today and what he's been saying about me and James. I fell asleep that night more confused that l was earlier that morning when I woke up.

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"Shhh!!! You don't have to walk like a cow!!! She's gonna wake up if you don't be quiet!!!" Someone whisper/yelled.

"If you don't shut up, she will wake up and our plan will be ruined!" Another person whisper/yelled.

"Are you sure this is a good idea...I mean Violette and Taylor will get revenge..." A third voice whispered scared.

"One...two...THREE!!!!"

Splash! I woke up drenched in ice water. I looked to my left to see the boys standing there looking at me. Cody looked scared, Kaleb smirked, and Jason had a bucket hidden-not very well- behind his back with a sheepish grin on his face.

"YOU GUYS ARE DEAD!!!!!!!! ITS THE LAST DAY IF SCHOOL AND YOU GUYS WON'T KNOW WHAT HIT YOU!!!!!" I yelled. I sprang out of bed and tackled James to the floor and proceeded to try and beat the living tar out of him. Key word is try. He didn't even flinch at any if my hits. It didn't help that he was laughing.

“Stop laughing JAMES!!!!!”

“I can’t help it Vi you hit like a girl. I hope you never have to defend yourself because you would be screwed.” James said laughing.

“I can to defend myself.” I said, even though I knew he was right. Taylor and I were the same height but she was skinnier. Despite her being a size 0 she can kick ass. I on the other hand am a bit curvier and would be screwed if I had to defend myself.  James just gave me a look that said I don’t believe you.

“Ugh fine you’re right.” I said.  Before he could say anything else Taylor burst into room and kicked James out. She threw some clothes at me and told me to get ready and then she left the room. I briefly wondered if I would ever get to dress myself, then I shook my head and laughed. Taylor has been dressing me ever since I met her in eighth grade, so why would that change now? I looked down at what Taylor had thrown at me and realized it was dark skinny jeans and a loose navy blue tank top. “Wear your leather jacket and combat boots Vi!” Taylor yelled from her room down the hall. I took a quick shower and got dressed. I put on some black eyeliner and brown eye shadow and then some foundation. I don’t really wear much makeup unlike Taylor she wears a lot but it’s not cheap or trashy looking. She always looks flawless with her makeup. Hell she looks flawless without makeup too. I shook my head and looked at my reflection. I wasn’t ugly, but I’m not gorgeous either. My blonde hair was straightened and went down past the middle of my back. My eyes looked like a stormy grey today. The kind of stormy grey you see before a tornado is formed. My pale skin looked flawless which was a rare occurrence. All in all I looked like that girl you don’t want to mess with. Not because I could kick your ass or anything. I just felt like I had this aura about me that said don’t mess with me. Which is weird because normally there’s nothing threatening about me hence James laughing when I was hitting him earlier? I was brought out of my thoughts by Taylor bursting into the room yelling “those boys are dead!!! We are going to get them bad this year worse than usual. Vi we have to go all out!!”

“What did they do?” I asked already knowing what her answer would be. Taylor was really pissed and the only thing that could make her that mad would be if they messed with her baby (her car).