Salute The Bad (ON HOLD.)

5. The Onion Prank.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Okay, so I asked Anna to help me with the prank. She's so nervous, to a point where she can't shut up.

"Just shut up. Or we'll end up getting caught." I whisper yelled at her.

"I'm so nervous." She said as she looked out.

She was looking if anyone was coming. To my surprise she was doing okay. While she did that, I was slowly pouring the liquid in Kitty mascara.

"Are you done yet?" She asked, turning to look at me.

"Almost there." I dragged the words. "Done." I exclaimed, while she exhaled a breath of relief.

I shut Kitty's locker, right when we were about leave. Heather, and Amelia walked towards us. I could make that out, because we are the only ones at the hallway, everyone was in class.

"What are you two doing?" Heather asked in a squeaky voice.

She sounds like a chipmunk.

"Oh? Nothing." Anna answered, and she answered way too fast. Which practically gives us away. I'm pretty sure they'll notice something is off.

"Really?" It was Amelia this time.

"Yeah, we just-" Heather cut me off.

"Were you guys trying to steal her make up?" Is it me, or are my ears lying to me?

"Yeah, I mean look at her skin." Heather gestured to Anna.

"Its so oily. Like she's going to be having pimples anytime soon." Anna raised her hand to her cheek, she slightly wiped it then looked at her hand.

"Though your skin is perfect Sam. But yours." Amelia fake shuttered.

"Its so gross." They somehow managed to squeak that out.

"I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to steal her make." Anna looked slightly embarrassed. I think this is my quo to step in.

"Listen here barbie," they gasped, "Anna has the perfect skin you would ever want. I mean look at yours, its all fake and creamed in make up. If your skin is so perfect, then why do you stash your face with make up?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I, we, uh." Heather looked at Amelia for help.

"Uh. Its so obvious, to look pretty. Duh." She rolled her eyes. I swear one day, they are going to fall of, anytime soon. Anytime now.

"Well, good luck looking pretty after gym." I said, and dragged Anna down the hall.

We continued to walk in silence. We were going to the cafeteria. Its a bit early but then, everyone will be here in about 10 minutes. So we might as well wait for them at the cafeteria.

"What's wrong?" I looked at Anna, who was avoiding my gaze.

"Nothing."

"I have known you for a week. And you have never been this quiet." I was still trying to make eye contact, but she was doing a good job avoiding my gaze.

"I was thinking that maybe I should change my face cream." Is she for real? No I asked the wrong person.

"Are you for real?" She finally looked at me.

"Yeah, I mean if the masters of make up see that, then its true." What a tittle.

"I prefer calling them the PlasticBrain's, not 'masters of make up' that's a big title for them." I said, and she chuckled at my choice of name for them.