Boy vs. Girl ✔️

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"I can't get it in!" I complained, wiping some of the sweat from the nape of my neck. I slid my sweatshirt off, and looked at Kate for assistance.

"Your hands are too slippery, just wipe them off or something!" Kate yelled back from underneath the bed.

"It's still not going in," I groaned, and Kate crawled out from underneath the bed and rolled her eyes.

"Hadley, would you put the goddamn brick in the goddamn pillowcase?" Kate snapped, and Hadley quickly rushed over to help me. When Kate was like this, there was no arguing with her.

"Okay, I'm done," Kate smirked as she slid out from underneath, and stepped away from the bed. "Kara, wear the mask and go into his closet."

I nodded, and slipped on the silicone mask, covered in black and brown, coarse hair. Kate and Hadley left the room, as we heard the faint jiggling of keys opening the door. 

The plan was in motion.

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He took a very long time to get in the fucking bed.

I crouched comfortably, resting against his clothes. The whole closet smelled as if it had been sprayed by cologne, a weird musky scent that I could quite place. I peered through the small crack in the closet, and sighed in relief when he started peeling the covers away from the bed. He finally got into the bed, donning just underwear, which made me slightly uncomfortable for what I was I about to do.

Oh well. I couldn't abandon the plan now. I'm pretty sure Kate did this on purpose.

Oh, that diabolical bitch.

"What the fuck?" I heard him curse loudly, as he shot up from where he was resting his head on the pillow. The quick motion did exactly what Kate had intended to do, and the bed collapsed underneath him.

I almost laughed out loud. But I couldn't. It was my cue.

I burst out of the closet, and yelled, causing him to jump back, and he hit his head on the headboard behind him. I quickly took off the guise, and started laughing so hard, and I could barely breathe.

"You... the bricks... got so scared," I wheezed out, and collapsed on the floor, writhing in laughter. I sat and my frame just continued to shake with laughter. I pressed my back against the wall behind me and tears continued stream down my face.

"Kara?" he asked me, his voice low and husky. I should've stopped laughing at that point, but I still couldn't.

"Oops?" I wheezed out, still choking on air.

"Kara," he whispered again, this time softly, but I could hear him fine. My head snapped up, and I saw his face inches from mine.

"Yeah?" I asked, a frozen smile still wide on my face.

"What the hell was that?" he asked me, his tone still what I would imagine a hooker would say to get a "client." Seductive. Why the hell was his voice sounding seductive? He placed his hands on either side of my head, his face still unbearably close. His hot breath fanned across my face, and sent shivers through my body.

"You put chicken livers in my locker," I accused.

"So you put bricks in my pillows?" Asher concluded.

"Yup," I replied. He rolled his eyes, his face still coming closer to mine. His brown eyes looked black and murderous in the dim lighting of his room, and I gulped nervously. He wouldn't really kill me, right?

No, he probably would.

His face neared mine, and my breath caught. One wrong move and our lips would be brushing. I cringed at that thought. Me and Asher....

I tried to think of a way out, but his arms were caging me in.

Well shit.

"I have to sneeze," I lied, hoping that he would believe me. Asher backed away a bit, in confusion and suspicion, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I stuck my tongue out at him, and took the opportunity to break away from his loose bindings around me.

I ran out of his room, clutching the mask to my chest tightly, and bounded down the stairs. My breaths were heavy as I crossed the foyer with a few quick strides.

"Kara, what're you doing here?" Jace called out, his expression bewildered.

"Um, I was just leaving," I squealed, and my shoulders sagged as I looked around for the exit.

"Kara!" Asher yelled out in frustration, and I winced. Jace rolled his eyes, and grabbed my arm. I was confused at first, and then my heart started to sink, as he led me back through the foyer. He was taking me to Asher, wasn't he?

But he didn't.

He led me to a door, which I distinctly remembered as the entrance. I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding.

He opened the door for me, and I walked out slowly. I turned around to thank him, but before I could, he cut me off.

"Next time you decide to prank someone in their own house, think of an escape plan," he deadpanned.

Then he slammed the door on me.

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