Why The Jerk?

Chapter 6

 

 

 Chapter 6

 

As we entered school I and Star went our separate ways and I went to the normal place where me and my friends meet up in the morning. As I rounded the corner I saw Mark chatting with yet another random girl while Kayla and Paris were talking with their boyfriends. I stopped to look at my friends. Something was missing. Why is Kayla looking at the floor and twisting her foot? She only does that when she’s worried or scared.

“Hey guys...Umm Kayla can I speak to you?” I half shouted across to them. She looked up from the floor and looked, instead, straight into my eyes. “Y-yeah... I guess”. With that she walked over towards me and I motioned for her to follow me into the Zen gardens. She was right behind me and we sat on the benches right next to the fountain (Yeah the school got loads of money last year for year 11’s and we asked for this). “Okay, what’s up, is it about Mike (Her boyfriend)?”

She didn’t answer; instead she gave me a letter saying: It’s over Mike. In fancy writing “ I’m scared Chels, I can’t tell him the truth, I need to break up with him. I can't hurt him” Kayla said, obviously upset. “Hey, he’ll notice you’re gone anyway just tell him you’re moving, it’s not as bad as your making it”. Again, no answer, she just stared at the fountain. After a few minutes of silence she finally looked at me “It’s 3 years today you know.”

 “Huh?”

“I and Mike have been together 3 years, and now I have to go to Jamaica.”

“He’ll understand.”

“No! He won’t! He’ll freak out. I’m the only thing he’s got left.After his dad left him and his mom started drinking. I- I just can't.”

“Hey look.... He has me and Paris plus the guys and he's living with his uncle now. Trust me." 

“I still can’t tell Mike  ”

“ Tell me what?” Said Mike from behind us.

“I’ll leave you two alone” I whispered to her while getting up from the bench. She smiled and hugged me "Thank you" She whispered before taking Mike’s hand and leading him further into the Garden. I was walking back out when a pair of hands grabbed my waist. “What the-“

“You miss me?” Trey said teasingly.

“Get lost D-bag” I said while removing his hands from my waist.

“You know you can’t avoid me forever, right?” 

“No, but I can try.” I walked away from him but he just took that as an opportunity to grab my butt.

“ Sorry, it was just there, looking all nice and touchable”. Yeah, so I’m going to have to do something about him. "Oh Trey" I said as I walked up to him, put my arms around his neck and.... Kicked him in the crown jewels. "You should learn to keep your hands to yourself." And he fell to the floor, groaning in the fetal position, I ran to class.

 

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As I dashed to class I stopped mid step.  Sarah.

I can’t believe she thinks she can just walk around school thinking that nothing happened. She turned around and spotted me and her face fell to the ground. “Oh no” was all she said before she half walked/ half ran off. “Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run” I yelled behind her, “You shouldn't of messed with an Andrews Sister! ” Then I continued my journey to class.

As I entered Form, Mr Teller was talking to the class about test preparation and how we should know about what we should do in exams. I sat next to Sammie, (My sister’s BFF) because Kayla was still talking to Mike about The whole ‘moving thing’. I talked to Sammie for a bit but my mind was focused on getting revenge on Sarah, and her little posse. As the class came to an end I and Sammie had come up with a plan to hurt both Sarah and Tee at the same time.

Time For action.

1. I went to the top floor because Tee, Sarah and her little cronies have Art next lesson (which is upstairs.)

 

2. I make sure all teachers are gone from the hallway.

3. Text the gang to get upstairs now.

4. Wait...... When they come explain the plan.

5. Send Mike, Mark and Conner to get the spaghetti.

6.  Send Paris to go get the floor wax.

7. Me and Kayla go and stand guard while Sammie fixed the Air Conditioner.

8. Wait till the bell goes and get the hell out of there. Hide and enjoy the show.

As expected Tee, Sarah and The sluts got upstairs first then we locked the door so no-one else would have to suffer. Then we turned on the air con to full blast. When Sarah heard the noise she turned around slowly to see me waving sweetly. Her face went into shock as all of them started skidding on the newly waxed floor.

 

It. Was. Hilarious!! Frankie fell on her butt and started sliding on her back then she ended up crashing into the rest of slutty five and like bowling pins, they all fell into a heap on the floor. Sarah was grabbing onto the door frame for dear life and Sketcha was screaming like a little girl while trying to stay balanced.

I and the group were laughing our heads off. As tears of joy streamed down my face, Conner came up to me “Time for the finale?” He asked between snickers. “Oh yeah, It’s definitely time”. With that I walked up to the rope and screamed “Dinner time!!!” I pulled the rope and spaghetti spilled from the ceiling, showering them in the slimy goodness. Piercing screams echoed through the hall way as they continued to slip all over the floor. Sarah was crying with her hands in her hair repeating “Not my hair! Not my hair!” Over and over. Where as one of the sluts ate some of it! Ewwww! Frankie had given up caring so when it fell on her she was so shocked she jumped up, only to fall on her ass again. Tee was kind of doing the same thing as Sarah was only ten times funnier because he also flapped his hands everywhere.

Again we broke into a roar of laughter. Some were clutching their stomach, some began snorting, I again had tears in my eyes.

It was great until I remembered one thing. The cameras.  S***!!!

“Hey guys! Cameras!!” With that said, The whole gang darted to the nearest exit before the teachers came.

 

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Authors note: Hey guys, so this is the first time I have written ANYTHING (well, a book :P) and I wanted to ask for a tiny favour ? Can I get some feedback? Please? Pretty please? With cherries on top?