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Chapter 7

>>>>>> Brooke's POV<<<<<<

Waking up, I knew something was going to happen. I wiped my hand across my face from the exhaustion of trying to stay awake all night only to find that I smeared the boys' shaving cream all over myself. In the stupid moment of panic I screamed and stood up; the floor was slippery and everyone started screaming and falling over one by one.

I slid into something on the floor, a rope of course and fell over with a yelp.

"NOBODY MOVE!!" I screamed at the girls. Their screams subsided and they all looked at me, all of them had shaving cream somewhere on them and a few of the girls that were wearing face masks looked like painted dolls gone wild.

"Lets all stop screaming and go teach those boys a lesson." I took in a deep breath and stood up slowly, making sure not to fall on or over anything else.

The girls followed my lead to the door; I grabbed its slippery handle and pulled it open; Abbie was about to say something but it was too late. Balloons filled with some sort of liquid fell down all over the room and onto us; at the same time the fan turned on and blew feathers around.

'They must've been watching the Parent Trap...' I thought to myself, getting over the shock of the liquid and feathers all over me. I strode out the door with a few unbroken balloons in my hands; the girls did the same and followed my lead through the campsite to the guys' cabin.

>>>>>>> Will's POV<<<<<<<

I was sitting against the wall of my bunk bed staring out the window. James and Pete were sitting on a bed talking quietly to each other while Trevor and Adam threw a baseball to each other. Christian was still asleep on the bed below me and was snoring lightly.

My thoughts drifted to Brooke, who was all the way on the other side of the campsite, probably still asleep and clueless about our themed revenge.

'Good Girl' by Robin Thickle played quietly from Adam's iPod, I know he doesn't seem like it but Adam is the player of the group along with Trevor. Surprise surprise.

There was a light knock in the door and then a knock from below me, probably Chris hitting his head off the bunk again.

Adam threw his baseball to Trevor and wiped his hands on his pyjama pants before heading to the door. He opened it and suddenly laughed, I sat up and looked at him;

"What?" I asked; he motioned for me to come to him and I jumped off my bunk. Outside, six drenched, feather-covered teenage girls were standing with a not very amused face.

"Well don't you ladies look attractive in your getup." Adam chuckled, placing his hand under his chin, I looked them over, they were still in their pjs but looked ready for battle. Then I noticed they were holding balloons.

"Holy crap!" Adam grabbed my shoulders and pulled me in front of him as balloons flew towards us at lightning speed. All of them hit me, these girls have good aim and no mercy. Several hit my forehead and face while others decided to aim where it really hurts.

I doubled over in pain and lowered to my knees with my hands over my crotch. You know.. in case they decided to get REALLY nasty.

The rest of the guys got ballooned and after a few minutes most of them were on the floor or keeling over in pain.

"Oh, I guess we're out of balloons." Brooke said in mock disappointment.

"Well, well, well." another voice said, I recognised it as Alexandria's and looked up; the slut was wearing black short-shorts, a red button up shirt which was hardly buttoned at all and her hair was curled to match her barbie like features.