"Bailey there's someone at the door!" Jay shouted through the bathroom door as I was finishing up my shower. It was about 2 hours after we got back from dinner.
"Just a minute!" I yelled back. I put on some sweats and a sweatshirt and let my hair air dry, not really caring how I looked. I grabbed my phone and left the bathroom. I looked to my right to see Jay talking to Simon at the door. Why is he always there?
"Bailey, um, Simon wanted to know if you wanted to go to his room and plan things for the day of the match," Jay said.
"Some of the official people helping us out wanted you to be a part of the planning because, well, you're one of the captains," Simon explained.
"Alrightie," I started, "let's go! See ya later Jay," and with that I walked out the door and was alone with Simon, once again.
"I didn't think I would actually get to go on the YouTuber floor," I explained to Simon.
"I didn't realize how quiet the visitor floor was," Simon said as we went into the elevator, me pushing the button that had the number 3 on it.
"What do you mean?" I asked him, "Isn't always quiet in hotel hallways?" He scoffed.
"Not when it's a hotel floor full of immature guys who all know each other." When the elevator doors opened, I saw what he meant.
The hallway looked like it had been a scene of a prank; 4 people, including Vik, were recording while JJ was on the ground with Caspar Lee, whipped cream all over their face, clothes, and the walls.
"What. The. Hell." I said in awe. I hope they realize they're in a public hotel, that'll need to be cleaned, or they could get kicked out.
"What the fuck?" Simon said aloud that got the guys attention.
"Oh hey Simon! Do you and Bailey have some business to do hmm?" JJ said, still on the ground. Everyone was smirking, and all the cameras were on us.
"Well excuse us, we have to go plan stuff for the match, which is in LESS THAN 3 DAYS." Simon replied in a sarcastic mannner. We started walking towards Simons room, which was on the other side of this crime scene, when one of the guys yelled 'heads up!', threw a glob of whipped cream in Simons path, Simon yelled 'shit!', dodged it, and it hit me right in the face. Everyone gasped, and went quiet. No one knew what my reaction was gonna be. I could get really mad, start bawling, or hit someone else.
Or I could do two.
I wiped the whipped cream off my face and put it on my hand, and started crying in my other hand, little did they know it was fake.
"I am so sorry Bailey, that wasn't supposed to hit you," Harry apologetically said. Of course it was Harry.
"Bailey, did it get in your eyes?" Simon asked, concern painting his face. I sniffled, but I was also trying not to laugh. He came close to me, taking my hand away from my face, and I smirked staring him right in the eyes. WHAM! I slapped the whipped cream from my hand onto his face.
"HAHA! GOOTT EEEMMM SUCKA!" I yelled in triumph. Laughter and 'OHHHHH' filled the hallway as Simon looked at me with the most annoyed face. "You really thought I was crying didn't you!" His emotion changed to defeat, but he had a grin on his face. He wiped the whipped cream off his face and started his aim at me but suddenly changed direction and slapped it onto Harry who was now behind me. This is what started the whipped cream wars.
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I broke away from the battle sprinting to the elavators, the yelling getting softer as I got farther away. I clicked the elevator button, my patience level off the charts. I also didn't want to get caught leaving, or I know I would be DEAD. The elevator doors finally opened and I ran inside, and while I did that, someone spotted me, that someone being JJ.
"HEY! BAILEYS ESCAPING!" He yelled and got everyone's attention. Pretty much all the guys came running to the doors, but they closed in time. I spammed the 2nd floor button and the elevator went up, fading away from the boys level. I stood in the elevator, and thought about what just happened.
Did we just have a whipped cream fight? In the hallway? I looked at the time on my phone. At 12:25 at night!?! The elevator opened and I casually walked out of the elevator to my door, like nothing happened. While I was walking, lone people on the team who were walking in the hall gave me weird looks or laughed. For a minute I was confused and then I realized I was covered in whipped cream. Who even had the idea to BRING whipped cream in the first place? I finally made it to my room, put the key card in the slot, the thing beeped and unlocked and I walked in. I closed the door and leaned my back against the wall and sighed.
"Hey, you weren't gone that long- WOAH what happened to you?" Jay questioned walking from his bed to the door, and seeing my appearance.
"Whipped cream."
I rinsed myself off and changed into night clothes. By now it was almost one in the morning. I walked out of the bathroom, walking passed Jay who was on his laptop in his bed. I got in my bed and checked my phone which I plugged in to charge earlier.
3 new iMessage notifications
I unlocked my phone and looked at the messages. It was an unknown number.
##: Hi Bailey
##: fun whipped cream war huh? We got in trouble from security people after you escaped :/
##: but we got a lot of planning done didn't we lol 😂 gn Bailey 💩
I smiled at the illuminating screen. Of course I knew who this was.
Bailey: gn Simon 🙃
Bailey added a new contact ; Simon 💩
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