Best friends with the bad boy's

Chapter 2 'A plan of protest'

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As soon as I heard the news I stomped up to my room and began a plan of protest. I decided that I would tie myself to the stairs so they wouldn't be able to go anywhere. But that obviously failed when Darren came oven and cut the robe with a scissors 'stupid flimsy rope'  I thought to myself. Level up. I then got all of the chain I could find and tied myself to the stairs again. I was sure that one would work, that was until Darren came over with a power tool and cut me out 'stupid power tools' I thought. I need the help of an expert or should I say experts. I called up the guys, who are the masters of protests and told them to meet me at Coco loco. I swear on all things holy that I haven't had a test since 10th grade because of there protests and negotiation. I always help them but I never come up with the plans.

I stay there on my bed for a while just thinking.

You know those times where your in deep thought, and you think about something that makes you smile or laugh, which makes people look at you like you should be in a mental asylum.

Yup that was me right now except there was a big difference. I really should be in a mental asylum.

While I was thinking, a very important thought came to me and it just happened to be on my favorite topic.

Payback.......

You see a few days ago, I was training with my girls varsity team and  I pull out my brand new (and I can't stress enough how new they were) football boots that were the same as Ronaldo's and had my name and my number 24 embroidered​ on the side. I pulled them out only to find somebody had the audacity to paint them pink. I mean pink, of all colours why pink. So I did what any not normal person would do and held Colby in a headlock until he told me who did it.

And the culprit was.........Drum roll please........ Andrew.

I wasn't meeting the guys till 6:00 and it was only 3:30, that gave me plenty of time to do my plan. I may not be good at protests but I am a pro at payback.

I got on my black trackers and huge boyfriend jumper, and tied my hair up. I looked in the mirror and decided I looked okay. I was never insecure about my look I was told I was very beautiful with my long naturally wavy bleach blonde hair (that some day I will dye purple or turquoise, cause I'm a rebel) and my apparently very vivid and bright turquoise eyes. Yes my eyes are a very unique turquoise colour, it makes me weirder. I was also told on countless occasions that I have the body of a goddess by both girls and boys (there words not mine). So all in all I'm pretty confident but I have never used it to my advantage. I haven't even had my first kiss yet let alone my first boyfriend.

I know some people might think I am weird for being 17 and not kissing anyone yet but I just don't have time.

I got all of my gear ready which consists with something along the lines of sticky notes cups and Jacob my adorable Pomeranian Huskey, which Andrew is terrified of.

If you haven't guessed it, yes, Andrew is in for some ass whooping.

I made my way to andrew's house that was big considering he basically only lived with his older brother who was also like an over protective brother to me. Some times I think he likes me more than Andrew. I mean, come on, who wouldn't.

I walked right in not even bothering with knocking because it was useless by now. When I got in I discovered that Andrew's mom was back from one of her business trips. I got excited and ran up to her and hugged her so tight.

"Mrs. D, your home, I missed you but you gotta sort your boy out"

"I missed you too baby Al, but which one is it this time?"