Hostile Hookup

A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter 2
The Hostile Hookup

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The next day Duncan wasn't at all surprised to find all the students standing out in front of the school and in the school parking lots with amazed, confused, and excited expressions about them. Police men and fire trucks were scattered about the school. And rumors filled the air of how the whole inside of the school now resembled a frozen winter wonderland, how the police were looking for clues, how school was gonna be canceled and so on.

Duncan stood leaning against his car waiting for the inevitable signal for him and the other students to go home. There was too much activity going on, everyone was running around trying to spread more rumors, or to find out more information. Duncan was pretty sure Heather was somewhere amongst all the chaos, she wasn't stupid. Even though she knew school would undoubtedly be closed today she couldn't risk skipping out and ending up looking suspicious.

But he didn't seek her out, even though he really wanted to, he waited patiently. Things like this needed to be done a certain way. He had to wait.

Duncan looked to large throng of students grouped together talking loud with excitement and awe. She was in there somewhere. Let her have her moment, while it lasted.

He had time.

It wasn't long before the principle declared that the school day be canceled and that they would be contacted as soon as they could determine how long it would take to defrost the school.

Later that day Heather sat on her bed slowly applying polish to her nails getting ready to go out with her friends in celebration of their successful senior prank.

Her long hair fell gracefully on both sides of her face, after TDI she had forced her father to buy her the latest in hair growth treatments which resulted in her hair growing back to its former glory in a matter of weeks. Very expensive but very worth it!

She looked up to the sound of her cell phones ring tone, the light flashed Jasmine. Pressing the talk button she easily balanced the phone between her shoulder and her ear.

"Yeah." She said, as she continued applying the nail polish.

"Oh my god, Heather! Or school prank is gonna be featured on tonight's channel eight news! This is so cool! I can't wait to get back to school so we can tell everyone!"

Heather frowned, "No." She said sternly "We can't risk someone going to the principle and telling them it was us. It would be total expulsion."

She heard Jasmine scoff, "Like anyone could prove it!"

Heather felt a slight smile form on her lips Jasmine was her only friend that would dare talk to her like that at times it was annoying at other times like this Heather found it amusing, sometimes she even respected her for it, "True. But...There are those pictures we took to commemorate the moment."

"Yeah but we're the only ones who have those pictures."

Heather's eyes narrowed, "Even Amanda?"

"Hell no! Like we could trust her with something like that. Besides by the end of the night she was so shaken up about the whole thing I doubt she would have even wanted the pictures...Anyway what's wrong with you? It's not like you to worry so much about a little prank."

Heather was silent for a moment before saying, "True but this isn't some little prank this is the biggest prank we've ever pulled and...Something doesn't feel right." Her eyes became dangerous "Maybe we made a mistake trusting Amanda."

"Hmmm," said Jasmine from the other end of the line, "But we needed her to put down the alarm and all that other technical junk. She's pretty smart you know. I don't think she would be the one to go to the principle."