Accepted In The Pack *EDITING* *ON HOLD*

Chapter Four: Where Am I?

Alden hated a lot of things. Pomagrantes, the color pink, fish, bees, fudge, Canada, French people, sandals, clocks, sea urchins, birds, his cousin Bob, anything with horns, his last name-Blake, and many more. By the time Pierce had barely made a dent in the list, I had already came up with a plan. That night, after Alden had gone to sleep, Pierce and I were starting the first part of our prank. We mixed the shampoo Alden uses with some pomagrantes and some pink hair dye that my mother was planning on streaking her hair with, til I took it. It's funny how some thing work out perfectly.

"Are you insane?" one of the boys asked us when we were capping the shampoo.

"What do you mean?" I said playing innocent. "I was just looking at it."

"Lies," I heard him mutter as he walked up the stairs to his room. I really need to learn these boys' names.

"Okay," Pierce said when I mentioned it to him, as we put the bottle back in the bathroom and grabbed Alden's vanilla protien shake. After a couple minutes of medeling with it, he put it back in the fridge."That was Dominic, and the other boy with me the other night is Elliot, and then the short one is Simon. That's us five. What about you? I don't even know your name and we're pranking together." He chuckled.

"I'm Omen," I said pressing my ear to Alden's door to hear if he was awake. "Now sh!" I opened the door and tip-toed to the alarm clock on the bedside table. I kept my eyes glued to the sleeping boy, his head facing me. I quietly turned it to radio, to a certain station, put it as loud as it would go,  and stepped into the hall, closing the door.

"Why does he have an alarm clock if we're in the middle of the woods?" I whispered to Pierce as we walked downstairs to the kitchen.  "Does he have a job or something?"

"No, he likes to go for a jog every morning at nine. He has a schedule that he goes by every day. Wake up, shower, protien shake and a granola bar, jog, shower, as much food as he can handle, nap, and then he blows off the rest of the day."

"Interesting schedule." I murmured. "Oh! I have an idea! Where's Alden's jogging sneakers?" Pierce pointed to the black Osiris sitting by the door. I grabbed them and put the sneakers on the island table. I got some peanut butter, which was on the list of things Alden hates, and put a generous slab at the tip of each shoe.

"He's gonna rip your head off." Pierce said simply, as he watched me place them back where the were.

"If he can't handle being pranked, don't get involved in a pranking war with me."

A deep yelling woke me the next morning. I grinned and hopped out of bed towards the sound of the loud Britney Spears music.

"Oops, I did it again!" the radio sang.

"What the hell?!" Alden screamed at it. He ripped the plug out of the wall and threw the alarm clock at the wall just as I walked in.

"Not a fan?" I asked innocently. I walked out and sat on my bed, waiting for the next phase. I heard Alden shuffle out of his room towards the bathroom. Five minutes later, the shower stopped and a piercing scream filled the house. I started laughing hystericly. He charged out of the bathroom with only jeans on, no shirt. He noticed me laughing on my bed with the door wide open and ran in.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?" he screamed at me as I laughed even harder at a close up look of his new hair.

"I just wanted to see if that was my color." I said, trying to keep a straight face but failing. "I don't think it is." 

He stomped out of my room swearing. I followed him dowstairs to see his reaction to the his protien shake. He took a sip of it and immediately spit it out.