The bad girl and the dork

A week had passed since my talk with Jake and he had been in a better mood.

School had been painfully uneventful, aside from the dirty looks I got from Tasha and her minions.

I didn't care about that.

In Hi온라인카지노게임 we got a big assignment and I had started on that. Yes, I'm actually being serious right now. It was a big project that would determine 50% of our grade and since I had an agreement with my parents to keep my grades up I kinda had no choice but to make it.

We could choose or own subject as long as it involved hi온라인카지노게임 and by the end we had to do a presentation about it. I'd chosen laws and the making of laws in hi온라인카지노게임 and the effects it had on society back then and now.

If that wouldn't earn me an A then I don't know what would.

So needless to say this week had been very boring.

Until I'd found a little surprise at my locker.

It was Thursday and I won't bore you with the details of that morning because it was just same old same old.

Anyway, after lunch period I went to my locker and I noticed a group of people were gathered near my locker. I figured someone had pushed a nerd inside of a locker or something. It had happened before.

When I got closer I noticed that they were actually looking at my locker.

I shoved some people aside to get to my locker and noticed someone had wrtten slut on it with permanent marker. I was touched by the originality. I mean, I had no idea who would've done something like that. Something so elaborate must've cost a lot of time to think of.

If your brain is pea-sized that is.

I heard some girls giggling and rolled my eyes. Did they expect me to run to the bathroom in tears or something?

I grabbed my own permanent marker and attacked Tasha's face with it.

Kidding.

I'm not gonna stoop to her level.

I wrote and h after slut and changed the u in an o. There, now it said sloth. Sloths are cool animals. Maybe I should put a picture of a sloth underneath it.

Thanks Tasha for giving me cool ideas to pimp my locker. It actually looked better now.

"Sloth?" I turned my head and noticed Code looking at me with an amused look on his face.

"It's better than slut isn't it?" I raised my eyebrow. Code looked confused. I guess he hadn't seen Tasha's art.

"What do you mean? Did someone write slut on your locker?" He had a smile on his face. When I looked confused he started laughing.

"Yes, someone wrote slut on my locker, what's so funny? Are you having a stroke?" I looked at him with a concerned face and he rolled his eyes.

"It's just that it's probably the worst and most boring prank ever. I mean really, who did it? An eight year old?" He grinned.

All of a sudden his eyes widened and I think he just discovered who did it. It's funny to see his thought process so clearly displayed on his face.

"It was Tasha wasn't it?" He started laughing again.

"Okay, yes, she's mentally challenged but it's not that funny Code" I shook my head and couldn't help but smile too. Code's laugh was contagious.

Suddenly Code's demeanor changed.

"You're coming over after school and we're gonna think about how we're gonna get her back" I should've known Code would say that. He loves a good prank.

"Is she really worth the effort, Code?" To be honest, I liked pranks too and we hadn't done them in a while. Code and I used to play innocent pranks on each other.

You know, the classics, like itching powder and putting shaving cream on someone that's sleeping's hand and then you tickle their nose. Stuff like that.

"Who cares if she's worth it, it'll be fun!" Code was right. Plus this week had been a little too uneventful for me.

Code started grinning when he noticed a smile was forming on my lips.

"Let's do this" We high fived and then we casually went our seperate ways.

I didn't realise how much I was looking forward to this until I noticed I was tapping my fingers on my desk and checking the clock every two minutes.

When last period was over I almost ran outside. I was too distracted to notice anyone else's presence until someone ran into me.

I fell to the floor with someone falling on top of me. Well, this is the most action I've gotten in months.

"Dude, get off of me" I groaned. I had a job to do! That job was thinking of pranks.

"Oh it's you Jill. You were running too huh?" I recognised his voice. Code.

We were so childish, both running because we wanted to think of pranks. I got up and Code held his hand out gesturing to help him get up.

No way was that gonna happen. I slapped his hand away and he rolled his eyes. He groaned ridiculously loud getting up, as if it was the most challenging thing in the world. His laziness was really astounding.

We took one look at each other and then we quickly walked to our car.

Before I got in Code waved at me "I'll race ya!"

I smirked "Oh it's on Cutie"

I laughed at Code's scowl before I got in the car and raced Code.

Sadly, I'd lost by half a minute because some stupid old man blocked my way and I couldn't get passed him. When I neared Code's driveway, he was doing a stupid victory dance.

He was shaking his butt in an obnoxious way and I slapped it and ran inside.

Code got inside a few seconds after me. "You're going to pay for that"

I tried to look as serious as I could. "Code, we have more serious matters to take care of right now" I tried to keep my tone neutral but I was struggling not to laugh.

Code gave me a firm nod and then we both went to his room.

So there we were, sitting on Code's bed, brainstorming about pranks. Well, I was sitting, Code was lying on his back with his hands underneath his head. I was sitting with my back against the wall and my legs over Code's stomach.

It was nice sitting like this because every time he came up with a stupid idea I'd kick him in the stomach.

"But I wanna wear the bunny suit!" Code pouted.

We'd been arguing about his stupid bunny suit. He wanted to wear it to school but we couldn't come up with a prank that involved the costume so I ignored that idea.

"Shut up and let me think!"

We usually played stupid pranks but for some reason we wanted a more elaborative prank. Yeah, we definitely had too much time on our hands.

I looked around Code's messy room. He had a bed against the wall and a TV with his game consoles. More like a game shrine if you ask me.

His desk was on the other side of the room, near the window. It was filled with papers and books. Don't get fooled though, the same papers and books had been lying there for months, untouched.

Opposite the bed was his wardrobe. It was not entirely closed so I could see some clothes hanging out. Although he had some other junk in his closet too.

Some poker chips, empty bottles of beer, a fishing rod.

A fishing rod.

Oh I just got an idea.

"You have your idea face on, spill Jill" Code looked at me curiously.

Ha, spill Jill, That rhymed. I'm such a sucker for rhymes.

Code threw my legs off of his stomach and sat up straight. He was looking at me expectantly with an excited expression on his face.

No pressure or anything.

"Okay so I was looking at your pigsty of a room and then noticed your closet wasn't entirely closed-"

"Jill, you're ruining the moment, just cut to the chase!" I rolled my eyes. I wanted to make this moment special by telling it as a 온라인카지노게임 but Code has no patience whatsoever.

"Fine. Do you remember telling me about the times you went fishing as a kid? Your dad used this foul smelling fluid to sprinkle on the bait because the fish were attracted to the smell?"

Code, his dad and his brother went fishing a lot when they were younger. Now it's a rare occurrence since his dad is a busy man. Anyway, they had this bottle that was really smelly because it lured the fish.

He let me smell it once and I wanted to barf, it was so nasty. And when I thought about nasty, suddenly Tasha's face popped into my mind. See where I'm going with this?

"I think I still have it! You know that scent is really hard to get rid off" His smile was so big it must've hurt his cheeks.

"So are we going to throw it at Tasha or what?" Code asked curiously.

I hadn't thought about that yet. Just throwing it would be too obvious.

"Let me think, what do we know about Tasha?" I frowned. I tend to frown when I'm thinking.

"She's stupid? Doesn't know how to prank people properly?" Code was thinking too. Needless to say we didn't know Tasha at all.

Did Kate ever mention her? Probably, but all of the populars were just one person to me. I should've paid more attention.

"She's blonde, loves makeup and daddy's credit card. She probably loves jocks. Okay this is getting us nowhere..." I sighed.

"You know it was probably a big accomplishment that she was able to spell slut correctly" Code said seriously. We both burst out laughing.

"That's what inhaling hairspray fumes do to you" I shrugged.

Wait a minute.

Hairspray!

She has some in her locker. I'd seen her use it before and when I asked Kate about it she told me that hairspray is the one thing Tasha couldn't live without.

Code suddenly caught my attention because he was bouncing up and down.

"Tell me!" I laughed. I didn't know my idea-face was so obvious.

"Hairspray"

"Hair spray?" Code scrunched his nose.

I nodded "Hairspray. She has some in her locker. If we fill the bottle with your fishy fluid..."

"...She'll smell like fish food for weeks!" Code finished my sentence.

We high fived. I think we were both proud of that

"If we get to her locker in the morning someone will know and tell Tasha though. We need to break into school today" Code was right. Tasha had eyes and ears everywhere.

I rolled my eyes "Dude, it's not even six, school's probably still open"

Code pushed me "Where's your sense of adventure? We're breaking in tonight!" He grinned mischievously.

"Fine! I'm going home now, come pick me up at eleven and we'll break in"

Ten minutes later I was heading out the door, smiling.

Tomorrow would be fun. Tasha would probably have to wash her hair ten times before the smell would come out. Maybe she'd have to cut it. Oh man, so many great possible outcomes.

The rest of the day went by quite fast. When it was almost eleven I got a text from Code.

Be there in ten. Get ready, pic

Pic? What the hell is that? Maybe it was autocorrect or something. I couldn't figure out what it was so I sent him a text back.

Ok. What's pic?

I grabbed a black hoodie and put if over my head. I was already wearing black jeans. I figured black was the dress code for breaking in?

My phone buzzed again.

Partner in crime

I snorted. That guy could be so dramatic.

I quickly ran downstairs when I heard Code's car. I couldn't help but laugh when I saw him. He was wearing black too and he had a black ski mask to cover up his face. I should've known.

We made jokes about smelly hair during the car ride and before I knew it we were at school. Code didn't park the in the parking lot though. He parked in front of the door so we could jump in the car in case we had to run for it.

The guy watched too many action movies but I just went with it.

"Okay, I'll check if someone left a window open" Code started to walk away.

I felt the door handle and the door went open. That was kinda anticlimactic.

"Code!" I whisper yelled. I don't even know why I whispered.

"You picked the lock?" Code looked impressed.

I rolled my eyes "Nope, door was open"

"Oh"

See? Anticlimactic.

We went inside and headed towards the lockers. Code rolled on the floor and put his back against the walls. He was living the dream.

When we approached Tasha's locker I tried a few combinations but they didn't work. Code sighed and pushed me aside gently.

He hit the locker hard with his fist and the locker opened. He'd definitely done that before. I was impressed but the feeling disappeared quickly when I noticed Code's smug face.

Tasha's locker was filled with pictures of her friends and pink hearts. It was as if Barbie had puked in her locker. Next to her books was a makeup case and her precious hairspray.

Code filled the hairspray bottle with the contents of the fishy bottle while I was holding the hairspray bottle steady. Teamwork.

The smell was vile, I almost gagged.

When the job was done I placed the hairspray bottle exactly where I'd found it. Even though I was pretty sure Tasha wouldn't have noticed if I had put the bottle on the other side of her books. But you know, we're professional like that.

Code slammed the locker shut. The echo was a little creepy.

We started walking towards the door again.

"I'm still wearing the bunny suit" Code said quietly. I snorted.

In case you were wondering, it's not a cute Easter bunny costume, it was an evil bunny. It looked like Frank from Donnie Darko. 

"Whatever makes you happy Code" We smiled. We were feeling pretty good about this prank.

-

Usually I didn't like detention but the bunny and I were feeling pretty smug right now. I'll tell you what went down.

So this morning I was actually looking forward to school. Code and I were both a little earlier than usual and we couldn't help but look happy. We hadn't told our friends about the prank so everyone would be surprised. They knew something was up though.

The exciting part was that we didn't know when it was gonna happen. Tasha could use the hairspray in the morning or after lunch or even tomorrow. I didn't think I could wait until tomorrow.

Code kept his word and brought the bunny costume. He said he'd change into it during lunch or something. He didn't want to wear it the entire day because apparently it got hot and smelly in the suit.

After lunch everything quickly escalated.

I was saying goodbye to Code because he was gonna change into his bunny attire and I was heading towards my locker to get my books.

Then I heard a scream. A girly scream.

It took a lot not to do my happy dance but I kept my cool. Although I had a huge grin on my face.

I jogged towards the sound and saw Tasha crying. Her mascara smudged and the smell was definitely spreading.

Her friends kept a safe distance and it was really funny.

I looked at Kate and she was covering her shocked face with her mouth but then I noticed she was actually smiling a little.

When she looked over at me I winked at her and she mouthed 'you?'. I slowly nodded.

The smell was raping my nostrils and I wanted to gag.

"My hair!" Tasha shouted dramatically. Drama queen.

Suddenly Code walked past me in his bunny suit and went straight up to Tasha. She didn't see because she was looking at herself in a little mirror she was holding.

"You smell" Code had made his voice sound lower. I hardly recognised it.

When Tasha looked up to see who had said that she screamed again and people started laughing. Needless to say I had to hold onto a locker to keep myself from falling on the floor from laughter.

I admit, the bunny suit had been a great idea.

Tasha spotted me and walked up to me, pointing with her pink manicured nail at me.

"You! You made me smell like... like..."

"Fish food?" I said, still laughing.

A few people snorted and Tasha went red. I didn't know if anger or embarrassment had caused it, I think it might've been both.

She ran away, I guess towards the bathroom.

"Jill, oh my god that was the funniest thing ever!" Gwen said while jumping on my back. Snake and Jake were holding me steady, I would've fell on the ground because I hadn't expect Gwen to jump me.

"I can't explain why but I feel proud of you and Code" Snake chuckled. He gave me a fist bump.

Best day ever.

"Tasha got what she deserved" Jake said while helping Gwen back on her feet.

"Aw I feel so loved" I said. Jake and Gwen rolled their eyes while Snake raised his eyebrow. Whatever.

"Jill!" I turned around. Damn it. The principal.

The principal walked towards Code "...and you! Frank! My office, now"

I chuckled. Someone was a Donnie Darko fan.

Code took a bow and people started clapping. There was quite the audience in the hallway.

He wrapped his hand - or paw - around my shoulder and we headed towards the office with a bounce in our step. I didn't mind whatever the punishment was. It was worth it.

I was grinning and I knew Code was too, even though I couldn't see his face.

The principal had asked us what had happened but I think he had stopped listening in the middle of our explanation. He didn't really care.

His loss, we were telling him very enthusiastically.

He gave us a month of detention and that was that. Could've been worse. I mean we did break into not only a locker, but the school and then we passively harrassed a student. So I guess detention was the least we could do.

So there we were, in detention, on a Friday. Code had said that a lot of teachers had commented on his bunny suit but none of them had actually asked to take it off.

"Dude, you guys are legends!" Some kid sitting near us said.

Code and I beamed.

"Thanks for the great day Code" I whispered. I didn't want to wake the teacher. Yeah, he didn't feel like being here either on a Friday so he fell asleep.

We high fived.

"No problem, partner in crime"

I smiled. Code was an awesome partner in crime.