Crazy Stuff That Boys Do

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Hey guys! As you can probably tell, I'm very inconsistent with my updating and I understand if you don't like reading this because you feel frustrated about the scattered updates.(it's been like a year) It's just I have school and friends. Yes, I do have an actual life haha. Anyways I write this for fun so whenever i feel like writing I do. But anyways, enjoy the chapter! :D *not edited*

   So the first week living with Aiden and Cole wasn't that bad, and even though Aiden kept dropping hints and making jokes about me being a girl and making me want to drop kick him, Aiden was quickly becoming a good friend. Cole was distant, or at least it felt that way. He was always out with girls he met outside of the school and even though I didn't want to admit, I was a little jealous. I know, I know. Very cliche right? Girl meets boy. Girls pretends to be boy....well maybe not too cliche. Let's face it, what I'm doing doesn't happen everyday.

 I was currently sitting in the lunch room sitting by myself. I looked down at my unappealing food and decided against eating what they call 'a healthy meal.' A tray was dropped down on the table across from me and some of the contents splattered on my new shirt. Great. Now I have to burn this shirt because it touched the dreaded 'food'.  I looked up to see Aiden smiling at me mischieviously.

 "Dude, not cool," I said flatly while pointing down at the disgusting spot on my shirt.

 "It'll wash out. Jeez, don't be such a girl...whoops. Forgot. You are a girl." Aiden laughed obviously finding himself amusing.

 "Will you stop it with the girly jokes. Look, if people hear you and I get kicked out of this school, I will break into the school and smother you with your own pillow. Don't underestimate me Willows. I will do it." I smirked at the end of my sentence.

"And I don't doubt you will, but we don't want you to break one of your girly nails while getting your hands dirty" Aiden was still smiling devilishly and I have found this trait really annoying this week, even though he's proving himself to be a very good friend. An annoying one at that. I was about to retort with some witty comment when Cole makes his presence by slamming his tray on the other side of me. Seriously what is it with boys slamming their trays on table today? Is it to show their manliness? Oh I'm a man and to show my awesome manliness, I'm going to slam my tray down with impressive force and splatter food everywhere, even on my friends. My poor shirt.

 "Earth to Cory!!"

I snapped up from my thoughts and stared wide eyed at Aiden who was narrowing his eyes at me.

"Jeez, I've been trying to get your attention for like, FOREVER! You are more of a space case than Cole is. Anyway, back to what I was saying. So I've been wondering what to do on the weekend. We should celebrate our new friendship by going to the zoo! Or maybe we can shopping or go boy sight seeing!! Or maybe..." Aiden was cut off by Cole putting his hand on Aiden's mouth.

"First of all, you're weird. Second of all, if you think I am going to go 'boy sight seeing' with you then you're one crazy mother-" I glared at him before he can finish that word. He shut up and rolled his eyes at me.Guy or not, I do not like bad words. I've made that clear within the week that they she shouldn't swear in front of me unless they want a stern lecture on the choices of words. It's safe to say, after listening to me rant for fifteen minutes, Cole had gotten the message.

 "-fugder...There, you happy now, Cory?"

I just smirked and nodded. Aiden went on discussing about things that we could all three do together. Although some ideas were rejected, like for instance sneaking into Channing Tatum's house and stealing his underwear. Sometimes, Aiden scares me.

We decided what we wanted to do, and let me just say that I'm completely against what we are about to do. Me, Aiden, and Cole are right now going down the dark lit hallway at 1a.m. with water guns. Now of course, you may think this is fun. Oooh a waterfight! How awesome! Wrong. Not only are we breaking curfew by being out of our rooms this late, but we are about to make a rude wake-up call for Mr. Hashat. Mr.Hashat is a mean, grungy, and all around awful person. He's a science teacher here and I, being the nice person that I am (Ha!), even have to say that he is a downright butthole. He sneers at everyone of his students and screams at anyone who even says one word in class. Which is why his classes are so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

 "Speed it up Johnson. We aren't getting younger here." Cole looked back and I could just tell he was smirking at me. The reason why I couldn't tell if because we all have ski masks on. See, what we were going to do, in case you didn't figure it out, was pick the lock on Mr. Hashat's door and wake him up with our ice cold water filled guns. And since Hashat knows all of us, being that we are his most hated students(reason could be that we disrupt the silence in his class everday, that and...we may have put scary, but hilarious pictures of Nicolas Cage all around his classroom), we had to at least cover our faces so that he could only suspect it was us.

I made a face at Cole, even though he obviously couldn't see it. Stupid, conceited jerkface.

"Shut your play boy mouth Cole, you two can flirt after we shove water down Mr. Hashat's throat." Aiden chuckled, as if he was actually funny. Cole just decided on a simple slap to Aiden's head and we continued walking down the hall. If anyone came out right now and saw us, they would think we were hitmen or something. Very stupid hitmen,

As we neared closer to the teacher's wing of the school, I began to get nervous. I mean sure, I'm no goody two shoes, but I at least knew the difference between getting a detention and getting expelled. This situation would for sure get us expelled.

"Hey guys...um..maybe we should back out of this. We can just go back to our room and I can make cookies or something and we can have a nice pleasant evening. How does that sound?" I said nervously, hoping they would take it.

No such luck. In fact, they completely ignored me and continued on their merry way. Damn them.

As we finally got to the door, I had calmed down a little and I started to think that even if I got expelled for this, it doesn't matter because I'm Cory Johnson. I can change back to Tori and just go back to my life eating large scoops of icecream and watching chick flicks with Casey. With that thought, I was ready to do this. It will be fun and well worth it, even if I get kicked out of here.

"Aiden, you know I'm kind of scared that you know how to pick locks, but I love you, you little delinguent." Cole said with slight pride in his voice. Ah yes, Cole should be so proud that his best friend knows how to break into rooms.(Note the sarcasm)

The door was finally picked and as we made our way inside, I started to get really excited and jumpy. Oh gosh this is gonna be great! We finally got to Hashat's bedroom, and Cole held out three fingers as he counted down. When it one, I made a battlefield cry and we squirted water until all the water was gone from our guns. Mr. Hashat shot out of his bed fast as he could, screamed like a girl when the first blast of water hit his bare back. Note to self: Hashat without a shirt on, is utterly disgusting.

I started laughing so hard that when we all made a run for it, I ended up tripping out in the hall from lack of being able to see, since my eyes were covered in tears from laughing so much. I hit the ground with a loud thump.

"Go on without me!" I yelled dramatically. Well I am an aspiring actress.

"Get up, you big doofus!" Cole yelled, pulling me up and dragging me away. Mr. Hashat yelled some pretty colorful words after us, as he couldn't keep up with us.

We got back to our room and once inside we couldn't stop laughing and of course, Aiden and Cole had to make a few cracks about my dramatic show back there. I thought I was a goner, what was I suspose to say?

 As we all settled down, I couldn't stop thinking how crazy boys really are.

I'm in for a crazy year.

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