My name is Kit Crawford and my bestfriend is Barbara Cue(BBQ).We are the best you can find, if it's what you wish, because we are Young, Skinny, Rich, and a little bit of a Bitch.
Our life has been filled with Thrills, Money, Vacations, Clothes, and...
-- The FireWorks are done-- A tall girl with long brunette hair named Barbara stored all the fireworks she was going to use in her backpack for today's prank. The two of us were going to get revenge on Mr. Picky and Scratchy, or his real name Mr.Wood.-- Kitty, today is a glorious day, that idiot is not going to steal our retouching hour--
--Don't you think we are exaggerating a little? I mean he even said it's only for this week, barbie..-- Barbara looked at me with confusion and she took out her makeup brush from her backpack and walked towards me with a cringe smile--
--Look, Kit, Kitty, My beautiful Kitty. I -- She pointed at herself-- I need to fix this makeup, It didn't last as much as i wanted-- She walked to her backpack with a smile on her face-- Mr.Picky and Scratchy won't ever make me lose my valuable retouching time again-- She delicately giggled-- As if he could cause me any harm, i mean Mr. Wood is nothing compared to us.--
-- You're so rude... but so witty -- I laughed, while she looked at me with a confused face.-- you picked that name,Just because he always picked his runny nose and scratched his Balls?-- I laughed out loud while barbie did the same.--
--balls scratcher deserved it-- She took the last box of fireworks and she placed it in her backpack-- Time to work baby!--
(...)
The two of us were inside the principal's office(Mr.Pick and Scratchy) barbie tried to walk as quietly as she could with her overused converse, and i tried to put the fireworks under the principal's desk.
--He will want to have a makeover after this-- She put a *Cabeza del diablo* on the other side of the trash can. All our fireworks came from mexico.--
The sound of approaching footsteps took us by surprise.I looked at barbara with a terrified expression and she was smiling.
--It's time to run kitty-- She took my hand, and we ran as fast as we could out of the office. Just before we got out, we lit the match, that went running to the office. Just before the principal entered his office, he looked at us with a smile and said --
--Hey girls--
--Good afternoon mr. Wood--We nervously giggled, while the principal walked into his office. And that was when everything was illuminated and we started to hear Mr. Woods screams. Barbara started to Laugh like a maniac, and i went running were the principal was. He was trying to take out the fire with his business jacket--
Barbara looked inside the office and started to laugh at the principal's face. Mr.Wood had a tremendously red face -- It was you!-- Barbara put her hand in her chest and she pretended to be surprised--
--Me? Mr.--Laugh--No....--She took a deep breath and she pointed at papers that caught on fire-- put it off put it off--She laughed again. I rolled my eyes, now she really passed her limit.Those papers could have been important.--
--Shit Barbie!-- I screamed, while i put off the papers. The office was completely destroyed, the desk was split in half and the principals pants were on fire--
--Barbara Cue!-- The principal was red as fuck, and his screams were hearable all the way to my house.-- I want your parents in my... Office?-- BBQ laughed--
(...)
My heart was beating as Fuck. I had no idea what was happening in the gymnasium (Since the office was demolished). Barbie's parents were already inside and as Mr.Cue had already expected something bad was going to happen, he was angry.--
(Bárbaras point of view)
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My parents were sitting in the bleachers and i was still laughing a mr.Picky and Scratchy's face.
-- I can't put up with your daughter no longer!--He spit with anger--
--Sir.. I know my daughter stepped out of her limit,And i know this will never happen again, Right barbie?-- my mom implied--
--Mrs. Cue , i don't think i can let her stay in my school, until she has some discipline and manners, and i know exactly what you need.-- the principal took out a card that was apparently not burned and gave it to my parents. They read the card and they lifted their eyebrows. They passed the card to me. oh Shit.
