Chapter 8: He calls me sugar
I looked around the now clean bathroom floor and stared at the salt in my hands. What a waste.
The door barged open frightening me making me drop the salt. I groaned but a smile soon appeared on my face.
Amy was standing by the door with green hair complementing her now red, fuming face.
I started laughing at the sight that Amy was in.
"Skyler!" Amy yelled in frustration.
"Amy, what have you done to your hair?" I asked trying to keep a straight face.
"What have you done to my hair?!" Amy exclaimed holding a green strand of hair.
"What is going on here?" Amelia's calm voice interrupted us standing now in the doorway.
Her eyes widened at the sight of Amy's hair. "What have you done to your hair?"
Amy instantly pointed to me whilst at the same time I pointed to her.
"Another prank, I'm guessing?" Josh came into view his voice filled with amusement.
You could say that Amy and I always have fights. Only because of the pranks we play on eachother. If we didn't play pranks on eachother we'd probably have a great sister bond. But playing pranks on eachother I have to admit is funny. Not when it's played on you. But when you play a prank on them.
"It wasn't a prank" I said innocently holding my hands up. The bottle of green food dye fell to the ground making me scrunch my face up in annoyance. All eyes switched from the green bottle to me.
"I can explain?" I said laughing nervously. Damn habits.
Amelia shook her head dissaprovingly at me before taking Amy out.
"Now let's get you cleaned up"
Josh stared at me humorously before walking away.
I know that Amelia is angry at me but I'm not too worried. As Amelia will forgive and forgot as the next day comes along. As for Amy, I have to keep my eyes wide open because now it's my time to get pranked. What a shame. I was having fun.
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Monday came around quicker than I thought and I was parking my car in the parking lot.
I grabbed my bag and made my way to my locker.
As I opened my locker I shoved my bag and grabbed my books as the bell rang.
I closed my locker and was frightened when I saw Tyler leaning against the locker next to mine.
"Sugar" I blurted out frightened.
My eye's went wide but I recovered when I realised that it was Tyler making me scowl at him.
"Sugar?" Tyler asked amused with his annoying smirk.
"Yes sugar. You got a problem with that?" I asked rather irritated at him.
"Oh is it that time of the month for you, Sugar?" Tyler asked noticing my mood change.
"No!" I replied my eyes going wide.
Tyler's annoying smirk played on his lips. "Sure"
"Forget it" I muttered and walked to my class.
I sat down and rested my head on my hands.
"Did you hear about Tyler and Bianca?" Charlotte asked me sitting down next to me.
"No?" I replied looking at Charlotte, somehow interested.
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Bad Luck | Discontinued
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