Riley and the Boxers | ✔️

Twelve

T W E L V E

Because of our busy studying hours, the plan had to be postponed until the weekends. Luckily, the week passed like a woosh and when the weekends finally arrived, we were prepared fairly well for it.

This time, I was one thousand percent sure that Beth wouldn't be able to stand this one! It's just not in her nature.

"I still think wearing wigs and makeup would be more fun." Orio huffed, referring to his and Skylar's argument last night.

It was pretty amusing actually; Skylar wanted to keep his manly appearance together whilst Orio wanted to take the plan to another level. In the end, Skylar won and Orio was left feeling quite bummed.

"It'll be alright, Orio. Besides, this entire plan is your own idea!" I told him optimistically and nudged him playfully, making him giggle.

We were on our way to breakfast... Or should I say, our next plan.

Making our way into the dining room, we nodded at the rest of the boys sat around the dining table, a pink cup of tea held delicately and formally in each of their hands. Cucumber sandwiches were sat in each of their plates too and I sat down excitedly, relieved that the plan was set up perfectly. Now all we needed was the target. It shouldn't take Beth a while though -- I don't know how she does it, but she's a morning person.

We sat in silence whilst we listenened to clattering of heels nearing by the second, indicating Beth was approaching. Once she stepped in, we began gossiping like we were eating.

"Can you believe Ariana Grande's album 'My Everything' made it to the top charts already? Totally fetch."

"I know right? Talking about her album, did you know that Iggy didn't win a single award at the VMA's?"

"Newsflash! Turns out Miley isn't so much of a insane person people intend her to be, girlfriends. She sent a homeless man to collect her award and he made a speech about homeless donation -- oh, and not to mention Miley's whole-hearted tears!"

"I know right? Such a shocker-"

The gossips roamed around our table before Beth's audible voice silenced the room. "I'm not so sure if you all are guys anymore-"

"Shut your judgements, girl. Every man has a feminine side, duh." Skylar sassed at her in a very girly tone. "We all decided to let it all out on Saturdays."

She raised an eyebrow as she grabbed a cucumber sandwich. "Really now? Alright then, let's test your 'girly' knowledge... Did you know that New York's fashion week is coming out tomorrow and I'm invited? Oh, and not to mention that the clothes-line is actually a mix of Summer and Winter, instead of one season. The designer is also from a private island around a hundred miles away from this place, and she doesn't speak english either-" after seeing our baffled and dumbstruck faces, she snorted. "Ugh, such girl wannabes. I have heaps of magazines in my room. You all have a lot to learn so I guess you can borrow some, but only the ones that are out of date. Touch my today's magazines and say hello to your funeral."

The room was piercing quiet as she walked out of the room and into the hallway.

Well crap.

For a start, that was exactly how we didn't expect her to react. What we were prepared for was more of a 'I can't stand this' or 'gross! I'll never be able to cope with this' kind of reaction. But the fact she was giving us advice and encouraging us was... Totally unexpected, leaving us totally lost as to what we were meant to do now.