( chapter44) From Home Sweet Home, maybe, could be heaven

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Ok, One person commented yesterday- Werepire- but I like the idea.

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I really shouldn't be writing this. I have five packets due on Friday, and I haven't even started on any of them.

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Chapter 44

" why are you making us buy all this if you're going to throw them away any ways?" Max whine. We were in line for lunch. People are looking at me weirdly as I take a slice of pepperoni pizza to add to my cheese burger, sub sandwich, pretzel and cheese, chef salad, with 3 cartons of skim milk. If I knew that I was going to be messing with somebody, Bruce and Nini, this much, I wouldve eaten more breakfast.

" what are you looking at?" I snap at a girl who was staring at me. She flinch and hurriedly walk over to her friends. People at this school is afraid of me. After the episode outside, people respected me. But after all the other episodes that was-so-clear-that-the-culprit-was-me-but-teachers-have-no-proof, people are staring to fear me.

In second period, they both mysertiosly ripped theirs pants as they stand up to leave and their pants mysteriously won't come off the chair, so the chairs had to be removed, along with the desk that was stuck to it. In third period, art, the back off their shirts were painted red with the words' I'm a loser, kick me' on them and their pants was red, a classmate said, I quote,' dude, you got a period, why didn't you tell me you were a girl?'. I got the paint on with this spray paint bug that look like a fly while everybody was admiring Sam's

painting. Who knew he was an artsy? I didn't. In forth period, Phy. Ed., Sam and I was excused from playing badminton since it's our first day, we went into the boys and girls locker room, curdorsy of my nails picking locks, when we were supposed to go on a bathroom break. We got in both of their lockers and put koop aid powder, salt, and cheesepuff powder from my snack bar of a locker in their soap, shampoo, conditioner, moose, and many more hair and body product. The only suprise we got is the fact that Bruce have more hair

products than Nini, and that's saying something. We also got all of their clothes soapy, from their products, colorful, curtdosy of my kool aids, and wet, from many spin in the toilet. If I knew who I was going to meet today, I would have bring permanent dye to use instead of kool aids, chicken feathers, itching powder and fire crackers. I was going to use the art supply for their hair to be a more, um, vibrant color, but the art lab wasn't vacant and we couldn't come up with a good excuse as to why newbies need to use paint outside of class. Paint our lockers to make them look more unique?

All in all, I was satisfied: all the teachers are not in good terms with Bruce and Nini. They had a lot of detentions. For swearing, destruction of school property, like the chairs and tables Bruce pounded on, attemp of hurting an innocent fellow student, namely me, but they didn't get me. If I went through martial arts lessons for more than 6 hours every day for more than one week, but I couldn't even dodge a couple punches and clawed manicures thrown by a couple of angry teenagers, then I should just retire my job as an agent before it even started. They also tried to glue me to my seat and pour water on me, trip me, and all those petty stuff. Phillip and I trained ourselves to watch out for those kind of stuff. You will not believe how many pranks were set for us a day when we had just discovered our love for pranking. We made a lot of enemies expressing that love. We defeat them all though.

I pay for my lunch. The lunch lady whistle.

" that's a lot," she said.

" yeah, I eat a lot, it's obvious." I said. Why cant people get over the fact that I eat a lot?

" no, I meant this," she point to the touch screen. I take a peek at it. $1,000. Who put$1,000 in their child's lunch account? Oh, wait, MY PARENTS DO.

" oppsie, people are waiting, I better go." I said quickly, hoping that nobody else saw the money. I waited for the rest of my group to pay.

" I got a thousand bucks in my bank account, what about you?" Sam whisper to me as we make our way to Saber, Chris, Max, and Justin's usual table.

" me too, what were they thinking? I can understand for me, they put a hundred bucks every week for me at BSH. " didn't you tell them you wanted to lay low and blend in...... ish?"

" no" he look at the ground. I roll my eyes.

" what are you whispering about? Come on." justin yell from their, I suppose our, table. We walk over to their table. They introduce us to their friends, and girlfriends. Saber is dating Kylie, a dark haired girl that would look so much better without dark make up. Chris is dating Elena, a pretty brunnete cheerleader. Max is dating, Allie a blonde that's not dumb or afraid of me. Justin just broke up with Erin, a friend in their group, so now things are a little bit awkward. There's also Layla, the amazingly hyper and gorgeous girl, and Alex, a pranksta like moi. I start to dig in my food and people, almost everyone in the lunch room except for Sam, actually, stared at me again. I nudge Sam to tell them to stop staring.

" haven't you ever seen a girl eat?" he shout." and you Zoey- wannabes should start eating if you want to finish your lunch in time."

" but you ate a piece of lettuce and said that you were full at the mall!" max said. I shrug.

" I was full," I said when I got done chewwing." I ate before I went,"

" you set us up?" justin said. I shake my head.

" she set a lot of people up, including me" Sam said with a chuckle.

" hey, I don't set people up, I just leave part if the truth out and you doing this on purpose," I lean in and whisper to him," and you need to flirt with Saber more," I giggle.

" but he has a girlfriend," he whisper back and glare at me with so much hatred I almost let him off the hook. Almost.

" so? Do it, slave." I grin.

" I am going to kill you," he draw his threat out slowly so that the whole table can hear.

" why?" alex said.

" can't tell you, bug him about it, and Sam? Not until one and a half weeks. ill find something to blackmail you that is rigged to to online once I'm dead." I said and dig in again. After I was finish with my lunch, I got out my camera and turn it on.

" who did you pranked?" Alex said. Words had traveled that whenever I have my cam out, somebody, Bruce and Nini, was pranked. I smile. Three. Two. One.

Justin, Max, Saber, Chris Suddenly stood up and headed for the boys' bathroom. They didn't make it though. Guess what they did? They threw up. Not everyone stuff themselves and eat like Zoey.

" what did you do?" Allie said.

" nothing, they just eat too much food that doesn't agree with other," I can stomach a hot sauce, honey, peanut butter pizza and they can't? I went over to the snack bar, the real one, not my locker, and bought some hot water. The lunch lady had to go to the back to get it. I pay for it and let the boys take turn drinking it after they stop hurling. They look at me doubtfully. I roll my eyes.

" oh, come on, I know how to clean up messes I make no matter what it is. Now drink, it'll settle your stomach. You shouldn't have signed up for this." I said.

" what did you put in there?" Saber said.

" nothing, you guys put the hot sauce and the honey and stuff on yourselves."

Then the bell ring.

" hey, Zoey, can we talk to you?" Bruce said behind me. Every body stop walking despite teachers' orders to look at Bruce, Nini and I, wondering if there's going to be a fight and what I'm going to do." alone," he said, looking at everyone. Sam lool in my direction from his way to the stairs. I wave him on, mouthing' I'll be fine, I can take care of myself'. I look over to Bruce and Nini and raise an eyebrow.

" what?" I said.

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I don't know if that combo really makes people hurl, but if you want to test it, be my guest.

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