Don't mess with her

Chapter 34: a 90's hit cd + tampon coupons = Emily's Christmas

"Ouch!" I hissed while massaging my little toe the best I could with my occupied hand. Let me tell you; it's not easy to walk in a dark hallway with only your cell phone as any source of guiding light. It did not help the fact that I had a blow horn on the other hand. But just imagining the outcome of my blinding efforts was totally worth it.

I reached the first door and opened slowly praying that it wouldn't make a noise. I grinned with blissful glee when it opened completely without a sound. One down, three more to go.

I inhaled deeply and held my breath when it was Nate's door. So I grabbed the handle with shaky hands and let go of the breath I was holding at the same pace I opened the door.

You would think that a SWAT officer would notice a teenage girl opening a door, even in the middle of the night. I shook my head while I bit my lip whilst I went to open the door of my next victim. I held a loud snort when I heard Jake's snoring. Partly amazed at why our neighbors have not complained about it.

When I finally finished opening the last door, which happened to be Matty's, I placed my phone in my back pocket and held the blow horn tightly with a smirk. I stood firmly in the middle of the hallway.

I knew that what I was about to do was going to make my sore throat even worse, but I most definitely knew it was worth it.

Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk!!

"f*ck"

"holy sh*t!"

"what the hell?"

"ah!" thud!

That's what was heard simultaneously after the blasting noise. Try to guess whose girly shriek was the one heard.

"Merry Christmas, dumbasses!" I screamed trying very hard to contain my laughs.

Then I saw their heads pop from their doors. Their murdering looks told me that I should back away slowly and steadily. Their bodies could be seen now. Some were still tangled up in their bed sheets while others stood menacingly, their gazes piercing right through me.

I began to take slow, careful steps backwards. At the same time, they did the same thing taking deliberate steps towards me.

Run!

With a shriek, I ran down the hall towards the stairs.

"Get her!" I heard Matty yell whilst I heard loud and very near footsteps.

I was racing down the stairs. When I thought that I would finally get to the door, I felt arms encircling my waist from the back, making me halt in the process.

"Oh no, you won't get away that easily." Jake said whilst pulling me back.

"Matty, help Jake to hold her tight." Nate said to him. Oh oh...he's the one giving orders...I'm doomed.

I began to trash violently when Matty held my legs and raised me up making me feel like a hammock.

"Brody go get the water running." Brody nodded and ran upstairs to do just what he was ordered.

"Nate, please, it was just a joke..." I tried to reason but my attempts were made to no avail.

"Too late for that...bun butt." I would be mad at him for the name calling, but the evil glint in his eyes made me shiver in response.

"Ready!" Brody yelled from upstairs.

"You heard him boys, get her up." Nate nodded towards the stairs. He began to walk towards it with me and the boys walking closely behind.

Brody appeared next to me like a soldier waiting for the next order.

"Get the flour." Nate ordered.