Chapter 38

33 4 6
                                    

Ash's P.O.V

I smiled at Jack. Then Brad shot me.

It. Is. On.

I ran into my room and grabbed my watergun, brimming it to the top. I had spare waterballoons so I grabbed a belt, putting it on and attaching the waterballoons to it. I went to get sown waterproof facepaint from last year's Halloween and made two strips of black lines per cheek. I then put on a black tank and camo trousers and finally a camo bandana.

It. Is. On.

I kicked the door open (for extra effect) and tried to keep a straight face. I had my finger on the trigger, this was a very serious moment. I could see Jack in the corner of my eye with his hands up. I heard Brad saying something like "she backed out? Unlike her to do so". I was in perfect targeting position.

He was directly underneath me. I motioned Jack to watch this abomination take place. Hehehe. I dropped a waterballoon on his head watching it explode. Jack and I burst into laughter, falling to our knees.

"So you two are a team?!". Brad yelled.

"Truce truce " I called out.

Me and Jack went downstairs where everyone else where, and teamed up.

In my team I had, Violet, Jack (Johnson) and Luca and on Brad's team, he had Hannah, Gilinsky and Spencer.

They were going down.

My team wore camo and belts with waterballoons attached as well as the black or brown-gold paint on their faces.

Let's see the fashionista's (Violet) outfit.

(Ignore the model and the shutterstock logo)

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

(Ignore the model and the shutterstock logo)

Brad's team were fully black or a dark-ish Brown. Literal creativity. They had a special pocket for their guns and also a small container as emergency refill.

Hannah:

(Ignore shoes, glasses and model)

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

(Ignore shoes, glasses and model)

We were fighting in our socks. To be honest, it's fine if we get the place wet, when we leave several people are going to be cleaning the entire house. From top to bottom. So, we are helping in a way.

The Beats (Jack Johnson Fanfic)Where stories live. Discover now