The Military Girl

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"It's Saturday." Harry groaned. "Why are you dragging me to school?"

"To start my revenge." I said. "What do you think?"

"Are we breaking into the school?"

"We have to." I pulled a screwdriver out of my backpack. "This is how it's going to start."

"Can't we just throw eggs at their houses or something?" He yawned. I had gotten him up earlier than he was used to.

"No. No eggs, no houses. It has to be the school." The picked the school lock. I opened the door. The halls were empty. The lights were off. No one was around us.

"Olive, this isn't a good idea." Harry whispered.

"You can talk louder." I told him. "There's no need to whisper. No one's here."

"I prefer whispering. Especially when breaking into a school." He grabbed my arm. "This is idiotic."

"You agreed to do this yesterday." I reminded him. "You said-"

"I didn't think you were going to go so far!" His voice echoed through the halls. He lowered his voice, "I was just caught up in the moment..."

"Is that why you kissed me? Or did you actually kiss me for...Other reasons?" I asked. I whispered, "Is that it?"

"No I kissed you because..." His voice trailed.

"You felt sorry for me." I finished for him. "You kissed me because you felt bad. I can't believe you did that."

He didn't reply so I knew I was right.

"You don't like me at all." I said. "Maybe as a friend but not as a..." I didn't even finish the sentence. I started walking down the hall again. I opened the girl's bathroom. Harry walked in behind me.

"Wow." He said. "It's pink."

I took my dress out of my backpack. I ripped the jewels off the dress. I took some scissors and started cutting it up. I took glue and outlined the dress. I climbed on the sinks and stuck the dress on the mirror.

"Olive..." Harry tried to coax me down.

"Hand me the lipstick." I said.

"Olive-"

"The lipstick, please." I repeated. He sighed and handed me the lipstick. I uncapped it and started writing on the mirror.

"Olive, this isn't a good idea. You're going to get in trouble. I'm going to get in trouble." Harry tried to coax me again. "Do you want to get expelled?"

I didn't reply. I finished writing on the mirror. I capped the lipstick and tossed it in the trash. I climbed down from the sinks.

"There." I said, fixing my shirt.

"Bloody Mary is coming for you." Harry read. "Who is she coming for? And why did you choose Bloody Mary?"

"She's obviously coming for the cheerleaders and I chose Bloody Mary because something about ghosts freak people out. I'm not good at making stuff up, so I picked one already made up." I explained. I zipped the backpack up and flung it over my shoulder.

"Thanks for hanging with me." I said. "You don't have to pretend to like me now. My plan is set. I don't need you." I walked out of the bathroom.

"Hey, hey!" Harry walked out after me. "I didn't say that!"

I walked out of the school.

"I didn't say I didn't need you!" Harry said. "You're my only friend in this entire country."