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Chapter 21 | The Plan

"Where are we go—"

Tyler cuts me off by pulling his jacket off and tying it around my eyes, blinding me. Lee still has his hands firmly grasped around my own as they drag me.

After a few seconds of stumbling, I hear a door open and I'm clouded by an utterly horrifying smell. The door shuts again and I hear a click, a swoosh, a slam, and another click.

And then Tyler takes the blindfold off.

Tyler, Lee, and I are all cramped together in some sort of stall, with nothing but a toilet and an empty roll of toilet paper. The smell has only intensified since I was shoved in here.

"Why are we in the bathroom?" I spit, pushing the guys out of the way and glancing at the floor. At the colored tiles on the floor.

The tiles are blue.

This is the boys' bathroom.

Immediately, I jump up as if I've been shocked, backing up against the tile wall, which has been graffitied by several markers. In a mad rush, I bolt for the door.

But quick-footed and sly Lee beats me to it, blocking my way. He slides his hand as protection over the small silver door lock.

I can't leave. I'm trapped. In a bathroom stall, in the boys' bathroom, with two boys who are both probably stronger than me.

This doesn't sound good.

"What are you guys doing?" I hiss, not wanting to be heard in the boys' bathroom. "Why did you take me here?"

"So we could discuss something," Tyler answers smoothly. It's hard to see him as smooth right now, though, considering his dripping shirt and tangled sticky hair.

"What do we need to discuss? And why do we have to discuss it here?"

"For safety reasons," Lee answers. "Absolute privacy in here."

"How do you know someone won't just walk in?" I snap, glaring at him, though he doesn't respond.

"No one comes in this bathroom," Tyler says, pulling his jacket back on to cover the glue stain on his shirt. "It smells so bad in here that nobody even bothers anymore."

"Well that's just great," I retort, leaning against the stall. "What do you two idiots want?"

"What do you mean, idiots?" Lee asks, giving me an insulted look.

Tyler copies the look. "Yeah, Rose—other than possibly Alex, Troy and I are the smartest kids in the class! Well—I thought Troy was smart, but now I'm not too sure."

"Hey!" Lee cries. "What about me? I'm smart!"

"That's debatable." Tyler turns back to me. "But that's not the point of this conversation."

I roll my eyes. "Does this conversation even have a point at all?"

Lee nods. "Yes. We need to discuss revenge."

I raise my eyebrow at him. "Revenge? Who do we need revenge on?"

"The others," Tyler replies. "Especially Alex. She was the one who did it, but I have a feeling that this stupidly genius prank could only be the idea of an extremely stupid genius."