The Bad Boy and the Badder Girl

and the prank planning

The rest of the night went pretty damn close to perfect if you ask me. Jace kept up his end of the deal and dropped me off without a word to Dylan or dad, I actually think I muttered a quick 'thank you', but I'd deny it if anyone asked.

The next morning, I decided I was just going to skip school. I didn't get home until super late, I mean, early and I had a hangover. So after a quickly thought out plan, I headed downstairs to set it in motion.

If I stay home, my dad is going to be here. He works from home in this big ass office he has on the main level which eliminates all access to the kitchen, living room, library and basement. So if I want to spend time there, I have to start there.

I got my breakfast and had my school bag and my normal clothes on like I would everyday, so dad and Dylan would think I'm going to school.

"Bye! Oh shit, I forgot my physics book, I'll see you there." I said to Dylan, who grunted in response chewing down on an innocent bowl of fruit loops.

I go upstairs and grab my laptop, phone charger, headphones and wallet. Shoving all that into a bag, I sling it over my shoulder and head out to the garage. I get in the Maserati and go down the road to Starbucks. After I got a drink because I couldn't help myself, I parked my car in the lot and walked home.

I decided I would stay in the glam room because the only person who ever goes in there is me and one of the maids when I ask her to. There's also a TV in there and it's in the basement so dad can't hear from his office.

I climbed through the window, jumping down to the floor and got myself settled.

After watching five episodes of American Horror Story, I received a FaceTime call on my phone from Dylan. I quickly moved against a white wall to make it look like I was in a classroom, or at least not here, and answered.

"Little bitch! You actually picked up!" He smiled stupidly into the camera.

"And I can still hang up, what do you want fuckboy?" I said sounding uninterested, because I am.

"Harsh, where are you?" He asked.

"Why do you want to know?" I retorted, answering his question with a question.

"Because you're my baby sister an I love you." He said, feigning seriousness.

"I'm not giving you money."

"I need your help, well actually we need your help." He flipped the screen and I saw he was sitting on the bleachers of the field with Jace, Christian and two other guys.

"With what?"

"The senior prank." Christian said.

"Oh, why ask me?"

"Because you have done the last four senior pranks at our old school and you've gone down in history." Dylan praised. If there was one thing he admired me for it was my pranking abilities. One time, I put laxatives in my English teachers sandwich. She spent so much time in the bathroom, we got the whole period off. And that wasn't even a senior prank,that was just for fun.

"Yeah! Dylan told us about a few. I'd have to say my favourite was the stripper for career day." One of the guys there exclaimed.

Ah yes, an all time favourite of mine. Since I was a troubled student. The principle allowed me to pick one of our presenters for our annual career day. I hired a stripper to pretend to be a surgeon then asked some sophomore to yell "you're so hot! Take off your clothes!" And then he did a very, very inappropriate routine. Good times, good times.

"They need a really good one to top last years." Dylan explained.

"What was that?"

"They spent all night in the school to cover the entire gym in One Direction themed duck tape." Jace told me. "That was one of my ideas." He stated proudly.