Never have I Ever

ch 11

The next day, Louis told me to meet him at his locker afterschool. I had no idea where his locker was, but oh well, I'll find it. I knew it was on the third floor. Anyways, we were sitting in art class during 6th period. It was quite boring as our boring teacher, Ms. Fran, talked about using clay. We weren't Kindergoarteners, my god, we know how to use clay. A couple minutes later, we got to make anything we wanted out of clay. I molded mine into a circle.

"We should do a clay competition," Sabrina suggested, grinning evilly.

"Ooh~ yeah!" Alison was quick to agree. Bekka and I looked at each other and shrugged, fine with the idea.

"Pinapple!" I wanted to see what people made with pinapples.

"Ugh." Alison groaned and got to work. I shaped my clay into an oval and made pointy stuff sticking out of the top. I added texture by using my fingernails to do a 'V' shaped thing on the pinapple every here and there.

"This is beautiful," Bekka sarcastically said as she held up her pinapple. I stared at in with my mouth wide open, corner of my lips tilting upward. It was hilarious. The clay 'pinapple' looked like a twisted oval with random juts of clay sticking out. 

"Hey, it's hard!" Bekka protested when she saw my face.

"I know." I smirked and put mine on the table. Sabrina placed hers next to mine. Darn! It was just as good. Alison put hers down and I couldn't help laughing. It was flat with dots all over it.

"Pinapple bread." Alison let out a big smile at her creativity. 

"We need judges," Sabrina looked around. I immediately thought of the five boys. I called them over and they agreed to judge.

"I like this." Harry pointed at Alison's. I bursted with laughter. Alison hid a smile. Zayn chose Sabrina's and everyone else voted for mine.

"Mine's wonderful." Bekka took her and stuck out her tongue. All of a sudden, a piece of clay whacked her on the face. She blinked profusely and rubbed her forehead. Sabrina, Alison and I cracked up.

"Hey!" Bekka took a piece of her clay and threw it at Niall, who had thrown that. Because she had a bad aim, it hit Harry. She launched another piece at Niall. This time, Niall did get hit.

"I'm innocent!" Harry wailed and tossed a piece at Bekka. She ducked and it hit Alison. 

"What!?" Alison laughed and took some clay. Harry dodged it and it hit Louis square on his private.

"Dude!! OOWWWW!" Louis howled in pain. Alison sheepishly smiled and winced at Louis' pained face. AHAHHA his face! 

"Clay fight!" I cheered and threw pieces of mine at Liam. He scowled at me and tossed some back. Pretty soon, we were in a ful fledged clay fight. Sabrina held up her binder in an attempt to sheild her face but they began to walk around her to hit her. Liam and I were in a brawl. I ducked behind the wooden table as he threw a piece. Scrambling to get that piece, I threw another part of clay to Liam. He ducked behind the table. We were on opposite sides of the table, ducking and randomly throwing, not getting anywhere. Bekka sprinkled clay all over Harry's curls as he covered his eyes in shame.

"DIE DIE!" Louis came right up to my face and smeared his whole piece on my nose. I made a utterly astonished face and yanked the clay off.

"You. Are. Dead." I threatened. Louis visibly paled and gulped. He whimpered and ran away from my pelting clay. Liam, relieved he wasn't the victim, sat back and watched. Bekka snickered and shoved a ball of clay down Liam's back. Alison was on her knees, clutching her stomach, laughing so hard. She had got Zayn. His face was priceless. His eyebrows were angered and there was steam coming out of his ears. What caused him to get so mad? I dodged Louis and hid under the table.

"This is my hiding spot!" Sabrina pushed me out, her binder still on her head.

"Oh well." I covered my face as Louis attacked yet again. When he retreated, I picked up all the clay.

"And foward!" Alison instructed, gingerly inching foward. Bekka, beside Alison, gave her a weird look but boldly moved foward toward Harry.

"NOOO!" Harry screamed as millions of clay pieces hit him all over. I stifled my laughter so our hiding spot wouldn't be revealed. Louis and Liam were somewhere planning something against me probably. Zayn snuck up behind Alison and splat clay all over her neck. Alison screamed pretty loudly. Bekka ran across the room to the calmer side who were just laughing and gaping at us. Miraculously, Ms. Fran had fallen asleep. Niall appeared to be grabbing the shrieking Sabrina out from the table. 

"I DON'T WANNA DIE!" Sabrina bellowed. I hugged my knees closer to my chest as my whole entire body shook. Silent laughter could only last so long...

"HAH!" A sudden shout came from behind me. I whipped around in what seemed to be slow motion and held up my hands to sheild my face. Liam held me down as Louis did something to my hair. I emitted a high pitched scream and pounded my fists on Liam. I took my clay and smeared on on something. I think it was his mouth because he choked and released me.

"WHAT!? NO LIAM!" Louis knew he was dead. I growled playfully and took the remains of my clay to artfully smear on his face. I made him a mustache and angry brid eyebrows. Sabrina jumped in and snapped a couple of photos. She cheered and backed away. Suddenly, silence filled the room. The 9 of us were frozen on our spots. Ms. Fran stood before us.

"CLEAN UP!" She ordered in her squeaky voice. We bowed our heads and laughed as she lectured us. Well, not laughed out loud but you get it. Niall, Liam and Zayn got clay off the grounds. Bekka and Sabrina went around looking for clay on the table and chairs. Alison and I were supposed to make sure that there was no clay left in anyone. Harry and Louis were just standing there and staring off into space. I kicked Louis' shin and he yelped in pain. Harry ran away and got to work with Niall and them. Pretty soon, we were all cleaned up.

"Don't let that ever happen again!" Ms. Fran scolded.

Heh. No promises.