I grinned maliciously as I raised my hand above Ryan's sleeping body, water bottle in hand.
I hadn't forgotten about what Ryan had done to me a few days before, and after some deliberation, I had decided to pull off a few small pranks, each one tipping Ryan off the edge just a little bit more. There's no way I was going to lose this war.
I stifled my laughter as the warm urine slowly trickled out of my old Pump bottle and onto Ryan's body and into his sleeping bag. Expecting him to wake up, I back away, but all he does is moan then lick his lips. Oh God, this is just getting better and better. I walk towards him again then continue pouring Jacko's piss onto Ryan's slumbering form. Because there are no bathrooms here, we've all been relieving ourselves behind bushes and int cans and bottles, like they do in the movies. I just happen to have lent Jacko my old bottle and decided to keep it, just in case.
Finally, Ryan decides to wake up, only to find me with an almost empty bottle in my hand aimed at him. His eyes widen, and he glares at me.
"Linda, that better be fucking apple juice."
"Umm." I worry at my lip, then rush out of his tent, Ryan right behind me.
"Help! He's trying to attack me!" I screech in the hopes one of my friends will save me.
"Oh no, you did not just fucking do that!" Ryan growls.
Oops, maybe I didn't think that through.
"Stay away, pisshead!" I shriek
"Fat chance!" He yells back. "Wait, what? Did you just say pisshead?"
"Yup!"
"Shut the fuck up, I'm trying to sleep here!" Taylor shouts.
"What the fuck, Linda?" Nita asks, stepping out of her tent. I run towards her, and shove her in front of me.
"I'm sorry, Nita, I love you, but I don't want piss on me." I pant.
"Nita, let me at her." Ryan gasps as he approaches the tent.
Please have mercy on me.
"Ryan, why don't you just take a dip in the lake? How'd you get piss on yourself anyway?" Nita wonders.
Oh my lord. Why did she have to ask?
"Linda over there decided to pour a whole bottle of piss on me while I was sleeping."
Pisshead, just go into the lake and clean off."
Before anyone can do anything, he grabs my wrist and pulls me into the worst hug I've ever had.
"Ok, we're both going into the lake to clean up now." I complain.
"Race ya!" Ryan calls as he rushes ahead.
"Not fair!" I yell back.
I run after him and as he halts in front of the lake, I crash into him, causing both of us to fall into the cold lake.
Scrambling off of him, I emerge from the water, wincing. "I didn't mean to do that. Sorry." I say as soon as he appears from the water.
"You're paying for that." He grins.
Oh no.
I thrash and try to escape him, but his arms wrap around my waist and he drags me underwater. I kick at him but to no avail. Suddenly, he lets go, eyes wide. What just happened? Oh well, I'm free, so I don't really care.
I swim to the surface and find everyone else in the water, splashing and chasing each other.
"Why'd you guys jump in? It's fucking freezing. Y'all must be bonkers!" I chatter out.
Taylor shrugs, then groans as Lissie crashes into him. "Sucker!" she shouts.
"You're welcome." someone says from behind me. I turn around and grin at Nita.
"What for?"
"Kicking Ryan in the balls for you." My eyes widen as I realise what happened when Ryan was holding me hostage underwater. A loud laugh escapes me and I hold onto Nita to avoid collapsing onto the lake floor. Soon enough we're both laughing so hard, our ribs begin to ache.
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A/N: Hey guys, here's the update. This story is actually almost finished! I know it doesn't seem like it but you'll see ;) Deds to frazels because she's amazing but also because I need a huge favour from her lmaooo wanna dm me girl because I got a project for ya when you have time haha. Anywayyy, I'm updating WR tomorrow, so check that out! Vote and comment!
~ Mel
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The Lying Serpent
Teen FictionMelinda Williams wanted a quiet, final year at McArthur High. However, luck isn't on her side when she bumps into Ryan Carter, the most popular boy in school. Now he knows who Melinda is, when all she wants is to stay invisible. But that's not the o...
