Playing the Trouble Makers Game

Chapter two xx

Sam and I sat with our friend Sophie, in the tree house, along with a plate of chocolate chip cookies, my mum made. We were currently devising a plan to get Ella. It still scared us that she hadn't retaliated, but we were determined to continue to plan our attacks, and keep our defences up.




"So what's our best idea, so far?" Asked Sam, eating a cookie.




"Well, um, actually the ideas are all terrible" said Sophie bluntly.




Sam sighed, and began crunching on yet another cookie.




I sat quietly, deep in thought. Seeing my face, both my friends grinned at me.




I suddenly smiled, evilly, as a master plan formed perfectly in my head.




"What if we, just happened to accidentally, on purpose, put slippery butter all over the stage, right before the cheerleaders were about to perform for assembly?" I asked, laughing.




Sophie grinned, and Sam just stared at me like I'd lost it. "What, Sam?" I asked. "But wouldn't that mean we'd have the whole squad after us?" He practically squeaked. I nodded, grinning. "Sam, that's what every guy at school wants. You should feel honoured." Sam cracked a smile, and continued "they might be pretty, but they sure are bitches"




After a while, planning our attack, we went inside Sam's house, and carried out our sleeping bags, dumping them in the treehouse. We climbed into our bags, and told scary stories, until dawn.




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The next day, which was a Sunday, thank goodness, we woke up late, and continued to plan.




"Does Rollie's sell, extra slippery butter?" Asked Sophie.




"Yup" replied Sam, popping the P. "I saw it when Alex and I went in to get the hair dye."




Sophie grinned, and we got on our bikes and headed to the shop. We picked up 4 packs of the butter, allowing us to have a tester, to make sure it was slippery enough.




When we were back at my house, we put some butter on the garage floor, and went for a skate.




It was chaos.




As soon as my barefoot came into contact with the butter, I was on the floor. Sam and Sophie joined in, and we laughed the afternoon away.




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That evening, after cleaning the garage floor, Sam, Sophie and I sat again the table,with the town's old troublemakers. They were legends. But they were also, mine and Sam's older brothers. Now do you see where we get our abilities from?




My brother Tom, ruffled my hair affectionately, after hearing what we did to Ella's hair.