Stitched

Chapter Seven

I just turned over to look at the wall. "What's wrong?" Dylan asked. "Well its just Nicky is my best friend, and she likes you," I answered. "Look Veronica she is using you, she still hangs out with her posse. I don't like her I like you why can't you see that?" he asked getting up from the bed. He was frustrated, but he was lying to me about Nicky.

"You're lying, that's not true!" I yelled in frustration. "It is look I have proof," he said getting his phone out. He showed me  picture of her with her posse yesterday. He was right, I started crying. He came beside me and wrapped his strong arms around me to comfort me.

He stroked my hair softly, and I started to stop crying. I felt horrible about yelling at him, but wait he likes me! I pushed him away, and turned away from him. I wrapped my arms around myself, and he came towards me to turn me to face him. I looked in his eyes, and he said, "Look I'll make sure nothing happens to you."

I felt safe around him, so I decided to stay with him tonight. I stepped closer to him, and he stepped closer to me to hug me. I knew that I had to get revenge on Nicky for playing me like that, and  I had to get Dylan in on it. I broke the hug, and looked deeply into his eyes. "You want to help me with something?" I asked with a evil smirk on my face.

All he did was smile evilly. Now all we had to do was make a plan, which we are fixing to plan. I kissed Dylan on the cheek with excitement. The rest of the night we planned out our scheme. It was such a bad ass idea, and we were going to do it tonight.

#1: We left the house, and went to her house. We were all in black. We arrived at our destination. "Phase 1, spray paint the expensive cars except the lambourgini," Dylan said. When we were done, we broke into the house.

"Phase 2, get the keys to the lambourgini," I said. I knew exactly where they were, in her dad's room. I was the one to sneak in there because he said I could go in there if I needed something, anything. "Who's there?" he asks. "Daddy can I please use the lambourgini?" I asked as if Nicky were asking.

"Yeah, here's the keys," he said throwing the keys to me. He fell back asleep, and I left his room. "Final phase, the phase of ruining Nicky's reputation," Dylan said. We went into her room, and we barely lit her room to see. I put pranks everywhere in her room, and we changed her foundation to brown sugar.

We also took pictures of her sleeping, while she was wearing her retainer. Her retainer was hanging out of her mouth. Lights started coming on throughout the house, so we jumped out of Nicky's window. I took the lambourgini, while Dylan took his car. We were excited!

I had to hide the lambourgini in the garage.