“Should we
do it?” I asked. “Yes! We can
finally get back at the jerk that broke BOTH of our hearts. Deal?” She finally
concluded and I got an evil grin and ended with a mocking “Deal.” The next day
we got the blue gurgling potion and each took a large gulp, which was only
meant to be a sip.
All of the
sudden BOOM! You can’t see us anymore. We had spent the night together and
decided to go to school extra early the next morning. Then, he arrived. Our games had begun and he was struck by
how sneaky we were.
Emily and I
trotted down the long halls and knocked everything over. We were in history, in
the class that we were all in. Including the IT, we can’t say his name. His
computer was miraculously pushed on the ground making a crack and all of they
keys were misplaced. Oops, my bad. NOT.
In fourth
period, his book was accidentally thrown at the teacher. Detention…and payback.
With his face red and his eyes glowing blue from the tears at his eye line, he
was embarrassed. Sadly, the potion wore off at lunch and we had to rush to the
bathroom and we kind of just showed up out of nowhere.
IT was scared, and embarrassed, kind of
the way we felt when IT killed our pink, beating hearts with his icy cold
“thing” that is so called a heart.
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