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Chapter 13:

“So let me get this straight,” whispered Lucy, “you want us to break into the school, glue the door shut, fill hundreds, no thousands, of water balloons with paint, put them in a net in the middle of the gym and the café. Then you want us to use oil to grease the floor. Anything else?”

“Well now that you mention it, we could spray paint the head’s door or make a big banner that says things about the school OR WE COULD…” I said

“Or we could do nothing.” Shane was being a complete douche bag.

“What? You want to let them get away with it?”

“Fair point.”

“So,” I said, “who’s in and who’s out?”

“In” Billy said quickly.

“Same.” said Rosie with a smile.

“YES!” shouted George.

“OK” said Lucy.

“I’ll do it.” said Gemma

“Of course babes!” Brain said.

“Yeah! Let’s do this s**t!” James said confidently.

We all looked at Shane expectantly. He didn’t say anything; he just sat there and looked out of the window.

“Err… Shane?” I said

He smirked at me, “What do you think?”

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We worked it out that we would need like fifty bottles of oil, like fifty packets of water balloons and like five nets. We might need paint but we were planning on using the schools supply. We were still in starbucks when I got a text.

“Who is it?” Billy asked as soon as it had stopped buzzing.

“Give me a sec…” I said, “WHAT THE F**K!”

“What is it babe?” said Billy in a worried voice.

“MY F**KING MOTHER JUST TEXT ME! She said, and I quote, ’You can get your ass back home RIGHT NOW CLARA! I just found out about the POLICE! YOU GOT A CRIMINAL RECORD! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU WHEN YOU GET HOME! HOME! NOW! CLARA!’. How ridicules is that! She kicks me out and then moans at me to go home!” Shane’s phone went off and he turned bright red.

“SHE IS A COMPLETE F**KING RETARD!” he shouted.

“You going?” I asked

“F**k off! No way am I going home!”

“Good, neither am I.”

“So,” said Rosie, “About this thing with school…”

“Oh SHUT UP! LET’S GO GET F**KING WASTED!” I shouted!

“FINE! WE CAN’T DO THIS EVERY TIME WE GET BORED!” Rosie shouted back.

“No, but we can try!”

We left the coffee shop and Billy went into the shop to try to get some drink. He walked out empty handed. Shane tried, but he came out with nothing as well. I went in there, grabbed a few bottles of Vodka and went to the till.

“Are you sure you’re eighteen?” Said the man behind the till.

“Yeah! If I wasn’t I wouldn’t be in here buying Vodka would I?” I said batting my eyelashes.

“OK”

I gave him the money and walked out quickly waving the bottles of Vodka in the air. I looked around and saw that every one was being spoken to by police. I put the Vodka down on the floor but one of the police officers had already seen me. I started walking towards Billy.

“Hey, what’s going on?” I asked him as innocently as possible.

Billy was about to answer but the police officer who had his back to me turned around and spoke, “We got a call saying a group of nine under aged kids were trying to buy alcohol.” It was Derik, Billy’s brother.

“Well, what are you going to do about it?” I asked.

“ I could arrest you…”

“GO ON THEN, I AIN’T SCARED OF YOU!” I shouted; I sounded a lot more confident than I actually was.

“BUT seeing as none of you actually brought the alcohol, there’s no reason for me and Jerome to be here.”

“I wouldn’t be to sure about that.” Jerome was walking out of the shop with the shop keeper, “One of them did buy it. It was Clara.”

“OF F**KING COURSE IT WAS ME! NEVER MIND THE FACT THAT HE SOLD IT TO ME! I WAS THE ONE WHO BROUGHT IT, SO SHOT ME NOW!”

“Are you already DRUNK?” asked Derik.

“No, but I will be soon.” I grabbed the bottle of Vodka and downed it, nearly all in one, even though it was really burning my throat. I fainted.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I woke up in a police cell with Billy. This was becoming routine.

“For f**k sake! What happened this time?” I asked him.

“You got arrested for being drunk, but the rest of us got arrested for fighting with a police officer. Well, Lucy got arrested for ’disorderly conduct’. Which basically means she got arrested for being there.

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