It Started With Facebook // Shmateo

Chapter Twenty-Three

Mateo | 1:32 am

All of the girls were sleep, just Shawn, Ayleo and I were up. We were about to play a prank on them and make them very angry in the morning and hope that we don't die at the hands of the three females.

I met Ayleo and Shawn in the living room with Sasha's entire bag, just leaving her toothbrush, a hair bow, body wash, her converse and a very pretty onesie.

Shawn: They are so gonna kill us for this.

Ayleo: But it's gone be worth it.

I chuckled imaging Sasha in the Olaf onesie.

Ayleo: What you chuckling at, bro?

Me: Imagining Sasha in the onesie.

It was quiet for a few seconds before they chuckled too.

Shawn: Imagine Gina in the Elmo one.

Ayleo: And Lani in the Pumpkin one.

We chuckled again.

Shawn: We are so dead.

Ayleo: Yea, you can say that again.

Me: Where do we put their bags?

Ayleo: Put it in the laundry shoot. They aint never gonna find it in there.

Me: Then we have to go down to the basement and get it tomorrow.

Shawn: Which is such a long walk.

Ayleo: Aight, then let's put them in...that hole thing.

Shawn: Oh hell yea, they ain't going in there.

A few years ago, we disobeyed my mom by playing football in the house. I threw the ball and as Ayleo caught it, Shawn tackled him into the wall. It wasn't a big hole but it was noticeable. We used white duct tape to cover it and mom never noticed. It wasn't a deep hole and thankfully it only led into one of our cabinets in the kitchen but it was a lot of shit in that cabinet so they couldn't find it in their even if they wanted to.

After shoving all of their "beauty" bags in there, we used more duct tape to cover it up.

Shawn: Aight so, school starts at 8:55, lets wake them up at 8:50.

Ayleo: Aight, yeah.

Me: Cool. Night yall.

We all went into our rooms. I stripped down to my shorts and slid in the bed with Sasha who flipped over, facing away from me. I wrapped my arm around her and went to sleep.

8:50 am

I jumped as a scream woke me up. I instantly looked over at Sasha who sitting up.

Me: Was that you?

She shook her head no.

Me: It's Gina then.

She looked at the clock on the bedside table and her eyes widened.

Sasha: WE'RE LATE!

She jumped out of bed and I did too.

Sasha: Where's my shit!?

She looked back at me and I shrugged while trying to laugh.

Sasha: Mateo! Where is my shit!

Me: I swear, iono. It was there when I went to sleep.

She slowly picked up the Olaf onesie.

Sasha: WHOSE FUCKING IDEA WAS THIS!