Finding The Boy In The Player ((Book 1))

~~Chapter 30~~

I had the perfect plan made for the next morning. I’d been awake all last night thinking about the best revenge prank ever. What other part of the day was it better to do something stupid to your enemy, than the morning when they were asleep?

 

I took a shower, brushed, and dressed. I got a paper plate from the kitchen and a bottle of shaving cream from my bathroom. Then filled the plate with raspberry shaving cream making a pie shape motion.

 

I quietly and hurriedly made my way through the hallway and up the stairs. I slowly turned the knob of this bedroom door, so that the door creaked slowly.

 

I looked around to see that there was figure under the covers. Clothes all around and about in the room. A few bottles and books on his night stand.

 

I neared Keith’s bed, tiptoeing silently. I cursed mentally every time a creak beneath the floorboards was heard. But I finally made it to keith who was snoring lightly. And my eyes saw that he was wearing no shirt. Was he at least wearing boxers?

 

My thoughts sent a chill through my spine. I had to stop thinking like that. I searched Keith’s face for any signs of being awake. All I got to see was how pink his lips looked in sunrise light through his room. And how messy but nice looking on him, his black hair was kept.

 

‘Your gonna have to take morning shower’

 

I smirked at the thought, holding the plate behind my head, ready to aim. I swung my hand to Keith’s face.

 

“Dais-?”

 

‘Pwach’.

 

Okay, so Keith was awake. Oh, well his face was nicely dressed with shaving cream.

 

I started to laugh.

 

“What the f-” Keith was jumping out of his bed in utter shock. While I stood there bent over, laughing my guts out at how funny he looked.

“Daisy!” he roared catching my attention. “I’m gonna kill you!” he said moving his feet and stretching his hands out towards me.

 

Exactly his attitude I was expecting. I ran out of his room, running down the stairs trying not to fall flat on my face, while laughing.

 

Keith’s heavy feet reminded me that he was still behind me as I ran around the kitchen, living room and backyard.

 

“Damn, it’s cold out here!” Keith complained as were outside next to the empty pool in the back yard.

 

I ran back inside trying to lock him out there but he was fast. Damn him. I ran even more, leading him out the door.

 

As usual Aunt Jade set the sprinklers at the night, before she went to sleep on the front patio. And I could hear Keith curse out loud as I ran as fast as I could away from the patio and the grass.