The Cupcake Theory

34) Insert Evil Laugh

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34) Insert Evil Laugh

I never expected scheming to be such an exhausting activity. Yes, I have come up with a couple brilliant revenge plots in my short lifetime but they have never been this serious.

Plotting someone's specific payback aka 'giving them what they deserve' takes a lot of brain power. See every individual has different traits, dislikes and fears that all come together into the equation of the perfect scheme. It's all about finding the right combination of irony, classiness and payback.

There had been an occasion where I didn't think my plan through very well. I tried to hide some meat under someone's chair then release a dog, hoping the dog would knock them over. My plan didn't work as the guy saw some gum on his chair and swapped it with mine. You can probably guess what happened next...

I was hoping that staring at a blank whiteboard would somehow make all my creative juices flow.

My aim was to have different ideas written on the board in different colours and then have corresponding folders with diagrams, photos and all the other cool stuff spies and secret agents have in a top secret folder.

This wasn't happening anytime soon because of a wonderful thing called procrastination.

Me and Zoe started strong; we got out all the colourful textas, string and random pieces of paper to stick on the board to make it look like we're professional.

Then we realised that we get distracted very easily. This was after Jeff, the pizza guy, deliver our pizzas and got into an in-depth discussion about water bottles. From there it went downhill, we started to Youtube clips about revenge, sadly it only came up with the show. Youtube was a rabbit hole we couldn't get ourselves out of.

"Why does it smell like a pizza parlour in-" Charlie stops in the doorway and takes in probably the most beautiful sight in the existence of mankind.

Zoe and I mid-chew, surrounded by boxes of pizza with a blank whiteboard behind us and our laptop blaring the llama song.

It now that I realise how big the board is, I don't even know how we got this massive thing into my room.

"All I have to say to whatever is happening in front of me is, Why?"

Wiping my face for any crumbs or grease that's left around my mouth I open up the next box "Well we needed brain food so I bought the most obvious option."

"Pizza" Zoe finishes with cheese pizza still in her mouth.

"Yes. I can see all the pizza. I was more concerned why there are at least 7 boxes in here. I would ask if you're having a party but we all know you're as social as a tree in a forest."

"There are 10 for your information. And happened to strike a deal with the pizza guy on the phone, he loved me so much that he gave us a couple extra for free. And for your information I'm a very social person, I'm just selective about who I waste my time talking to."

"Mackenzie," my mum pokes her head around the corner of my door "some of your friends have come to see you."

Friends? I look between Charlie and Zoe befuddled.

"But my friends are already here, they're standing in front of you," I gesture towards my friends sitting on my bed.

"No, I mean your other ones silly."

PJ and Lee stride into my bedroom like they own the place and find a place on my bed (which isn't even that big). They shouldn't even be in the house, I really need to have a conversation with mum about who she lets into this house.