My random imaginings, basically

Foamy Vengeance

"Hey, Jen." Eleanor, Jenny's best friend, walked into Jenny's bedroom to see her laid there on her bed, staring off into space in deep thought. Sandra soon stood in the doorway behind Eleanor. "You alright?" 

"I guess, but not really." Came Jenny's reply in despair. Earlier that day, she'd been humiliated in class by the mean girl and her rival, Tina Sharpe, and Jenny couldn't help but dwell on it. 

"Look, remember what you've said to us before? 'Haters gonna hate, as Taylor Swift would put it'? And from what I've heard, this girl Tina is clearly a hater. Just try and ignore her." Sandra suggested. 

"I know, but you should've been there, Sandra. You should've seen it. God, the gits in my class have even more fuel to make me the subject of their mockery..." Jenny looked up. Her pale blue eyes which looked like chips of ice were glittery and slightly watery. She hadn't been crying as such, but was still upset about it, and her eyes showed it like an illustrated book. 

"All we can say is that we genuinely wish we could help." Said Eleanor in pity for her friend, while Sandra nodded in agreement at this. "We really do." 

Suddenly, a spark ignited in those blue eyes of Jenny's. A spark of inspiration, specifically, and she sat upright on her bed, a slight smile surfacing across her lips. "Actually, I think you can! I'm not gonna go to sleep and let my dreams help me through this, because I'm gonna plot revenge at long last, and this isn't a task I can do alone!" She exclaimed, and Sandra and Eleanor shared a high-five at the idea. 

"Alright, now let's see here..." Sandra muttered the next morning as she helped Jenny add the final ingredient to a solution which Jenny had decided to call 'Spumosus Vindicta', which was Latin for 'Foamy Vengeance', which was very fitting, because after they added the last chemical to the solution they'd been working on all night, the chemicals merged together and formed into a huge vat of foam. 

"Wow! That's actually pretty cool!" Eleanor nodded in approval. 

"Ah... Foamy Vengeance." Jenny sighed in satisfaction, her smile even wider than it had been the previous night. 

"I must admit, this is actually a pretty awesome way to get even with Tina Sharpe! Good on you, Jenny!" Sandra complimented.

"You flatter me, miss." Jenny said, pretending to speak like an anime character as she swished her air dramatically, causing her 2 friends to laugh. 

"So how do we get it into Tina's classroom to dump it on her?" Sandra then asked. 

"Already taken care of, my comrades." And then Jenny opened Sandra's laptop and brought up what looked like a video livestream of a classroom at her and Eleanor's high school. "This is a live video stream of the classroom thanks to a camera I managed to conceal beforehand. Tina has a habit of going to class early so that she can apply makeup there without teachers seeing, so that shall be her downfall. The Foamy Vengeance solution has been concealed in the ceiling tiles of the classroom." 

"Lemme guess, they'll drop down onto her?" Asked Eleanor, who was also still exhilarated at this. 

"That's right. It'll be triggered when Tina reaches the centre of the room." 

"Ooh, here she comes!" Sandra told them, and they all sat down in the desk chairs in front of Sandra's laptop, and the video live stream showed Tina Sharpe sashaying into the classroom, clutching her black girly bag on her arm. Tina was a girl ever so slightly wider than Jenny, with long blonde hair which she always had tied back in a ponytail, and also bright piercing blue eyes as well as some long, fake fingernails she usually wore. 

"Wait, hang on, who's that with her?" Asked Jenny, as if she had just noticed something very wrong, because Tina was, indeed, accompanied by 2 teachers. 

"That's Mr King and Miss Harris, 2 of the science teachers, one of which being Jenny's form tutor!" Eleanor began to panic at this, as Tina was supposed to be alone and not be in the presence of teachers when the vengeance took place. "Abort, ABORT!" She also yelled desperately. 

"There is no abort option!" Jenny placed her hands on top of her head. This revenge plan had suddenly taken a very unexpected turn for the worse. 

"What are we gonna do?!" Sandra shouted. 

"There's nothing we can do at this point!" Answered Jenny as her stomach began doing triple backflips in fear and panic. 

"As you can see Miss Harris and Mr King, my project for the upcoming tes-" Tina began to say in the livestream video as she was obviously showing them a science project she needed to do for homework or something, but she was cut off as the Foamy Vengeance solution concealed in the ceiling tiles dropped down onto them, showering them all in the orange foam and getting them soaking wet. The foam was sprayed all over the rest of the classroom as well. 

"Oh." Jenny said quietly, eyes wide at what had just happened. "I believe the phrase I'm thinking of right now rhymes with 'ruddy bell'." 

"Well at least they don't know it was you." Eleanor suggested. 

"True." 

But then suddenly, in the live stream video of the classroom, Jenny's face suddenly appeared on the slideshow screen at the front of the classroom as a pre-recorded message. "Why hello, Tina." The pre-recorded video message of Jenny said with an air of mystery. "This act of justice comes to you from the mind of me: Jenny. If you'd like to see the look on your face, this video of what has just happened is being instantly uploaded to YouTube. Until we meet again, live long and prosper." Then Jenny in the pre-recorded video smiled and did the Spock hand sign before the screen was blank once again. 

"I stand corrected." Eleanor corrected what she'd previously said, in a tone of voice that pointed out she was worried for her friend. 

"Welp, after that..." Jenny said, trying extremely hard to hide the pure fear in her soul now that the teachers knew who did that. "...I shall be leaving immediately for China, where I intend to live as a red panda." This was meant in a joking way, but at that moment in time, Jenny would've been perfectly fine with doing that.