PRANKSTERS.

Chapter 20

Allie's POV

Madi and I leave the grocery store with four bags in our hands. We got the gooiest stuff we could find. We got horse radish, potato salad, jello, syrup, hot sauce, eggs, the whole nine yards.

When we got to my house, we plopped down on my bed, and started to fill the balloons. Brooke is gonna pay for all the mean stuff she has ever done to us.

Madi and I fall asleep with ginormous grins on our faces. This is one of the best pranks yet. And Brooke really deserves this.

We have a normal day at school. No one but Shawn, and Liam know what we are planning. Oh this is gonna be good.

At the end of the day, Madi and I are huddled against my locker. The balloons are in my locker and the stench is unbearable. Good thing we can get these smelly things out soon.

We look over to see Shawn and Liam wave Brooke over. In the perfect throwing range.

We see Shawn and Liam say the lines we practiced.

Brooke, thinking she won, turns around and gives the biggest smirks ever.

We pretend to cry, and it must have been pretty damn convincing because she laughs.

Then, at the top of their lungs, Shawn and Liam scream, "Now!" They run in the opposite direction of Brooke.

Brooke turns around, "What?" She asks as a balloon that Madi threw popped in her face. Horse radish, mixed with potato salad, splatters all over her designer clothes.

Before she can even scream, I throw another one. It was full of eggs. It hits her in the stomach, and yolk, and egg whites splatter on her Marc Jacobs purse.

Most people have their mouths wide open, while others are laughing.

I shut my locker and walk over to her.

"Is this what you wanted?" She asked. "Because you won."

"You still don't get it do you?" I ask her.

"What?" She asks shocked that that's not what I want.

"I don't want to win." I tell her straight on.

She gives me an extremely confused look.

"I want you to know what it feels like. To know what it feels like to be hurt and embarrassed. Do you realize how many times you have done this to other people?! How many times people have felt exactly like you do now? You did this to Madi!"

"I did?" She asked.

"Are you that stupid? Or did the horse radish make you lose your memory?" I questioned her. That earned me a couple laughs, but I couldn't care less.

"Multiple times!" Madi screams. "You left me for the popular girls! You slapped me! God. What did you think that was?"

"I'm not sorry." She said. "I didn't do anything wrong. You do this shit to me all the time." She hisses.

"We do it for the same reason. We want you to feel how you make others feel." Madi said.

I just get angrier. After hearing what you did, how could you not feel sorry? "You do realize that this isn't life right? That once you leave high school, you won't be the queen bee anymore. The world won't revolve around you anymore. Your little games will end, and nobody will care what you do anymore. Nobody will care anymore! This isn't life! So stop acting like it is, and grow the hell up!" I scream in her face.

Before she can say anything, I walk away from her dragging Madi behind me.

Well, that turned into a lot more than a measly prank.

When we both get home, we plop onto my couch.

"Why does our life have to revolve around drama?" I ask.

Madi laughs. "It does seem that way, doesn't it?"

"You're wrong. It doesn't seem that way, it is that way." We both laugh.

Shawn and Liam walk through the door a couple minutes later. Oh crap. We forgot about them.

"Umm, forgetting something?" Shawn asks.

"Sorry. Yelling at Brooke kinda took my focus off of you guys." I said shrugging.

"Whatever." They both say laughing. The sit down next to us, and we start watching a classic show, "Drake and Josh."

Luckily, it's a marathon. Yes.

We end up falling asleep the way we seem to do every night now, cuddled up on the couch.