PUNK'D

F*** you

We spend the hole night drinking and laughing.

Hayley spends the evening kissing and cuddling up to Dexter.They even score there names and forever and always into the telephone box.

Luke grabs what looks like  school chair off the school field,puts it in the telephone box and sits on it.I take a seat on his lap and snuggle my head into the crook of his neck.

A group of four guys stroll past.

"Okay you lot?" They turn to the sound of Dexters voice and stand still.

"Come er" He demands

I get off of Luke's lap to see what the hell Dexter is doing.

"You with the curly hair" Dexter points

The guy slowly strolls over to Dexter,a nervous look on his face.

Dexter takes the guy by the collar and bores his eyes into him.My eyes focus on him and I recognise him I just can't pinpoint where from.

"Beat it you lot" Dexter growls sending his friends running down the road

"H go get some duck tape from the shop,I have an idea" Dexter comments

Hayley digs into his pocket and pulls out some change.She disappears into the shop for a moment.

Luke's eyebrows knit together and he gets up and walks over to Dexter and he other guy.Oh God,I can't believe I can't remember who this dude is.

Dexter drags the guy over to the telephone box and sits him down on the chair.

"Come on man,leave me alone" He begs

"Shut up" Dexter snaps

Luke takes the duck tape off of Hayley and hands it to Dexter.Dexter smirks and the tape makes a cracking noise as he opens it out,biting some off.Luke holds the guy down.The guy fights against Luke's arms and leans forward to try and wriggle out of his grip.The guys crus and moans are muffled when Dexter pulls the tape across his mouth.

I know this is wrong,but I'm frozen in the spot,my mouth is dry and no matter how much I want to stop them I can't.

"Ronnie,do something" Hayley begs

"I can't" I sigh

I watch as they tapes round the guys shoulders several times and tape his hands together and his legs to the chair and taping his legs together laughing whilst they do it.Grins pull on their faces as they exit the telephone box and shut the guy inside,as they admire their master piece.

The guys take a seat on the wall,pulling faces at the guy in the box.Luke lights up a cigarette as he watches the horror on the guys face.I look down at the floor,not prepared to look at the guy,the guilt is too much.These are the times I hate Luke.

Luke moves his arm to rest on my shoulder.

The guy try's to bounce the chair and edge forward to kick the telephone box door as Luke and Dexter laugh in unison at him.

I gulp and my eyes widen as I recognise who the guy taped up is now.His curly hair stands out to me,he's in my English class and believe it or not I do actually attend college.