CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

Eva Luna

I entered the class, all the chairs were filled up well, except the one near him. He wasn't in class yet so I stood and waited for him. I was super excited for what would happen next when he walked through the door.

It didn't affect the students who entered previously because after making necessary plans I left the class without putting the rope in place. After a while I came back and noticed that the class was filled up remaining two seats which were his and mine. I attached the rope. And, if another person entered it's their problem not mine.

At last, he approached and stepped on the rope. Almost immediately, the mixture of red paint and itching powder poured on his body.

Everyone busted into laughter so did I. It was just so funny, he looked like an angry bird, the red one. I clapped,

"Well well well, looks like I won in the end." He didn't go to the washroom and stood like he was waiting for something.

At that point, I felt like I wasted money on the itching powder until he started dancing trying to itch every part of his body. There was another round of laughter. 

I was laughing so hard that I almost fell, I sat down on my seat. And, felt something cold but sticky pour on me. It was pancake batter.

'Dear karma, why are you such a bitch,' I thought and began to itch my body. 

I saw him laughing like a mad man still itching his body.

I ran past him but slipped and almost fell but I felt someone hold me very tight preventing me from falling. It was him!

"Dear Lord, isn't this embarrassment enough why did I have to end up in his arms." I muttered but he must have heard because he released me immediately and I fell pretty hard on my butt.

I dragged his leg and luckily for me, due to the paint as well he fell. I laughed like a maniac and stood up heading for the washroom. So did he, we were more like drunkards laughing at each other and itching our bodies as we staggered our way to the washroom.

The washroom was for male and female but different sections. After sports, we go there to have a shower.

"You look like a white mushroom." He insulted,

"Pancake's colour is pale and cream moron." I returned the favour. 

Students were still trailing behind us videoing every single moment I am pretty sure it would get on the school's page.

He got really close to me and whispered,

"Little witch."

"What did you call me?" I lunged at him.

 He stepped aside and I almost fell again but he saved me again. Unfortunately, this time around he slipped and fell right on top of me making it impossible for me to move.

"Get up, you are crushing me." I grunted, only then did he stand up.

I gave him a deadly stare and his response was funny faces. I rolled my eyes and rushed into the washroom and he followed.

Minutes later, we were still itching. I rushed into the female bathroom, the first one I could find and scrubbed my body real hard. I'm pretty sure he is in one of the boy's bathroom bathing because I heard water sounds.

'Wait, how was he able to pull his prank when I was in class or did he do it when I lelt or, was it revenge for the little gum I attached to his pants. It was actually a bit big though,' I thought.

When I finished bathing, the itchiness had reduced. I looked around for my new clothes and didn't find any. The only one available was the one I pulled off and it is stained with batter and itching powder.

Then it hit me. I didn't take any clothes nor my phone to call Molly for help. Not even a towel was in here, I guess you need to come in with a towel.

"Oh no," I muttered

Xander Richards

Immediately, I felt something pour on me and soon I realized it was red prank paint. I knew it was little witch because she was laughing more than the rest, just like a maniac. She clapped and said something which I didn't listen to. I was waiting for her to sit down. I put it on both chairs.

I stood there waiting for her to sit down. I felt uncomfortable and started itching all round. That little witch mixed itching powder with the paint. 

She and the entire class laughed so hard, she couldn't help but sit on the chair. And almost immediately, booom! 

Pancakes batter poured on her. I am pretty sure she thought that was all until she started itching her body. 

I couldn't help but laugh, still itching my body like a maniac even more than hers.

She tried to run past me and slipped but I caught her. I felt my heart jump down into my stomach when she almost fell.

"Dear Lord, isn't this embarrassment enough why did I have to end up in his arms," I heard her say even though she muttered it.

And then, I thought of what it would be like if she fell. I released her and she fell, I laughed like never before until I fell as well. She dragged my leg. She started laughing.

We stood up and staggered all the way to the washroom still itching our body.

At a point, I decided to insult her,

"You look like a white mushroom."

"Pancake's colour is pale and cream moron," she said and at that point, I felt real stupid.

I wasn't satisfied and I got real close to her and noticed I had an effect on her which made me kinda happy and I said,

"Little witch."

"What did you call me?" She got really infuriated and decided of all things to lunge at me.

I moved sideways and she almost fell again and I came to the rescue but sadly, I slipped and fell on her.

"Get up, you are crushing me," she grunted, only then did I stand up.

Honestly speaking, if looks could kill I would have been six feet under the ground because of the looks she gave me but instead of giving her the same looks, I made funny faces.

I don't even know how I was able to hold on to the itching and do this drama with her.

She rolled her eyes and rushed into the washroom. I followed.

She went into the girl's bathroom and I went into the boy's bathroom.

That little witch is crazy. I mean how would she think of this prank. I scrubbed the life out of my body.

'So she isn't like those bitches, cute. Wait what did I just say, no it is not cute in fact I hate her for embarrassing me. Clearly, the videos those pesky students were making about us were going to get on the school's page. My sister is going to know and tell Mom, then Mom would have something new to laugh about,' I thought 

You might be wondering how or where I found sponge and soap. There is always a new one in each bathroom. 

I noticed that the paint wasn't cleaning off and soon, I realized that it was prank paint. It was very different from normal paint.

"Fuck that little witch," I muttered.

I kept scrubbing it and it still didn't clean, though the itchiness had subsided.

I checked my pant's pocket and took my phone and searched for how to get rid of prank paint on the internet. Every single one I saw had to do with materials outside the bathroom.

'I guess I'll just have to wear my new clothes and go outside. Hold on, speaking of new clothes, do I have any?' I questioned myself.

I quickly called Dylan my closest friend of all my friends. His number was not reachable, I called the rest and theirs wasn't reachable as well.

I decided to call my sister and then I realized I didn't have anything to do with her number on my phone. I wanted to call Mom but she would start panicking and even before I end the call, our entire family will get to know.

I might not have mentioned my dad before, that's just because we aren't really on good terms. I might have been his successor but he feels I am irresponsible yet I have been the one managing his company when he just sits around drinking and cheats on mom. She is aware but no longer cares about it.

Wait, why am I saying all this? I should be looking for a way to get out of here.

I tried their numbers once again but they were not reachable. Maybe they are in class.

"What am I going to do?" I muttered and ran my hand through my red wet hair.

My mind drifted to that little witch, she didn't take anything as well and even if her phone was with her I am pretty sure my sister won't pick or even go to class with a phone, such a nerd. Which means she is stuck too.

I laughed like an evil doer whose evil plans came together.

To be continued