Chapter Six - Ben

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BEN

I'm playing C.O.D when Chip storms in to my bedroom, he looks severely ticked off, like a toothpick is stuck up his butt. Knowing him, there probably is.

"We need to get revenge on Alaska and we need to do it NOW!" Chip Screams. It obviously isn't his time of the day.

"What for. I ain't gonna prank some honey-bunny for you just because you have a weird obsession with paybacks", I retort. Chip retorts back too.

"Firstly, Alaska is no honey-bunny, Alaska is lethal. Secondly, I don't have a weird obsession, you're the one with the strange slang and thirdly, if you don't help me, you will finally meet the inevitable wrath of Chip Martin and his cold pranks. Literally cold".

I stumble from the beaten couch up to Chip. I definitely don't feel in the mood for a prank but I have a higher desire in not being pranked. I stumble from my man cave and chase after Chip, whatever's happening, it's certainly going to be powerful.

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"If there's anything Alaska loves most, it's her cigarettes and books. Now this is how we're gonna cut it. You're gonna sneak into Alaska's house and find her cigarette lighter. Then you're gonna haul about 40 books outside and don't forget her cigarettes and purse, they're vital. Okay so I'm gonna meet you with your bags full of stuff and dump them in the back", Chip continued, releasing one hand from the steering wheel to point at the truck tray. "Then we're gonna go to Alaska's work place and burn the books, cigarettes and purse all in one. Of course we're gonna take her ID and things like her bank card, but her loose cash and purse will burn to cinders. Once we've done that, we leave the ashes on the ground, but carve my initials into the ash for some recognition of this fantastic prank. To me this prank is flawless, and I also know Alaska's pin, so we can go get some stuff after."

"Chip, that's the most evil and narcissistic thing I've ever heard, why can't you two just be friends?", I contemplate to Chip.

"We are friends, but both Alaska and I know that the only way to settle things is to get even. She's basically asking for it!"

I smirk at Chip, but only half heartedly.

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I jump from the window to sound of murmuring voices. I was close, too close. Alaska will realise that her things are gone and she's gonna run after me. I can feel it. I sprint hard across the withered, green lawn to Chip waiting at the curb and throw him the essential parts of the prank. Chip sprints down the street to his old Chevy truck, but not without hearing the most bloodcurdling shout in history.

"CHIP, I KNOW YOU'VE DONE THIS. GET BACK HERE!" Alaska screams conveniently from the window. I can see her faint silhouette. I sprint to the truck and jump in to the already open door in time. Boy Chip is a fast runner.

"Get in, the dragon is breathing fire", I say breathlessly.

Chip amps the truck to full speed with a sickening tire spin. I feel like hurling out the window.

Chip laughs in a sadistic manner.

"Only the tough man could act so dangerous!" Chip shouts from the cabin, pumping his left hand in the air as we dash away into the night.

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The ride from Alaska's small house to the workplace is short, but absolutely torturous as Chip coos from the window with arrogance. My head is beginning to burst from this ridiculousness.

"Chip, SHUT UP, you're giving me a headache, you screw loose!"

Chip just bursts into laughter.

"Ben, man, what happened to your sense of justice. You used to love this type of stuff, come on shout with me!" Chip snorts in a reckless voice. I join his mindless cooing because as the principle goes, 'If you can't beat them, join them', or something like that.

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