First Love... True Love

Pranks

Chapter 6:
Elana POV:
I woke up feeling sticky. I tried to sit up but my hair was tied to the bed side. I was stuck. I looked down and saw that I was covered in honey. And I knew who did it. Brittany. She wanted to get back at me and this was her way of doing it. I carefully got my phone off of my nightstand and called Dustin.

"Hello?" He said

"Hey. Um, I need you to get over here quick. It's in emergency." I said before hanging up the phone.

In a matter of 5 minutes he knocked on the door.

"Hey, let me in." He said getting inpatient.

"I can't, I'm stuck. Literally. Just kick the door." I said. He did and came in and started laughing as soon as he saw me.

"What the heck happened to you?" He said chuckling.

"Ask your psycho ex. Now help."

"Whatever." He said

He tried to untie my hair, but just made it worse. So, we started to use detangler. That didn't work either. We worked on it for 2 hours, and only got one strand undone.

"We are going to have to cut it." He said.

"NO. Cutting it isn't an option." I said trying to grab my hair in defense, but only pulling it out more.

"We HAVE to. It's he only way." He said

"No, just keep working on it."

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After 6 hours, we finally broke my hair free, without cutting it. And I was glad we didn't have to. My hair would look awful in a choppy bob. Luckily, Dustin felt bad, so he's taking me on a fancy dinner tonight. Brittany has been gone all day, probably worried I will kill her. She should be. Anyways, I had just finished curling my hair and bobby pinning it to the side. I was wearing a purple sparkly dress with black high heels and a black sparkly fancy wallet for my phone and money. Just as I finished touching up my mascara, Dustin knocked on the door.

"Hey, ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah, just let me lock the door."

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(At dinner)

We entered the restraunt and they took us to our table. Dustin, being a gentleman pulled the chair out for me to sit in, then pushed it back in. The lady came and we both,ordered chicken. Then all of the sudden,something hard hit me in the head. Then another hit my back. I felt it and it was an egg. I turned around and saw Brittany holding a camera.

"Smile!" She said taking pictures of me. "These are going to look great on the school website and newspaper, don't you think Dustin? Isn't she a skank?" She said giggling

"You had something to do with this?" I said tears in my eyes, but me trying all I can to fight them back. "How could you?" I said, storming off. I couldn't believe what just happened. I ran into the bathroom to see how bad I looked. My hair was yellowish and sticky AGAIN. And my dress was ruined, from the yolk. I started crying. And just as I did, Dustin walked in.

"This is the GIRLS restroom. get out. I trusted you. You know that? I thought you were there for me. Apparently I was wrong." I said shoving him to the side while leaving.

I walked back to the college, which was only 6 minutes away. While I did I was going over what just happened. I was torn. I had never felt so humiliated.

I entered my dorm only to see a HUGE mess. My things were all broken or on the floor. She painted "skank" on my bed cover and my wall. At that moment I realized I'm going to have to take her down. I was going to fight fire with fire