Chapter 4 Prank Gone Wrong

Rylie's POV

Everywhere was abuzz in school that morning. Classes had been put on hold and everyone was doing one thing or the other. The reason why was not far-fetched.

Today marked the day of a huge football game between Meadow Brook High (my school) and McHartley High. This match was quite important as McHartley High has proved quite formidable in the past but it seemed like today would change things.

But unknown to everyone, today also marked the day that Blake Weston would finally get what had been coming to him... because I, Rylie Myers was gonna play the mother of all pranks on him and nothing could save him from what was coming to him.

The plan was quite simple.

Just before the game started, Blake already had plans to hook up with one of his many fan girls in the janitor's closet. Once they were in, I would lock the door and make sure that Blake doesn't get to play in the game.

As one of the star players, his presence was quite crucial to the success of the game and I'd already overheard the coach telling him that if he missed the game, he was off the team for good.

Anyways, after Blake missed the match, I would anonymously send the video of what he'd been doing during the match to the coach guaranteeing that he never gets to join the team again.

It's gonna be sweet! 😋

*Few Minutes Before The Game*

Blake's POV

"Remember we have to make this fast!" I whispered as I led her into the closet, closing the door behind me.

"Of course, of course! Wouldn't want to make you miss the big match!" The girl, Tammy I think, answered giggling.

I watched as she quickly removed her clothes and stood before me in all her nude glory. A smirk played against my lips as I pulled her towards me and crashed my lips against hers.

Rylie's POV

"And done!" I thought with glee as I locked the door, cringing as the thought of what was happening in there. I kinda pity Talia.

Thankfully I couldn't hear it.

To make sure Blake couldn't get help, I soundproofed the door without anyone noticing...and just like I thought, the plan is going nicely.

***FAST FORWARD***

I couldn't help but smirk as I watched Coach yell for the umpteenth time "Where the hell is Blake!? He is so getting kicked out... right after he helps us win!"

It felt good to hear him say that. My plan is so on point! Now to watch the game...

I turned my attention back to the match just in time to see McHartley score yet another point. It started to seem as though we would lose again.

At that point, I began to feel guilty. When Blake has been playing, the team seemed to have improved but now, without him...

No! No! No! I am not going to release him until after the game and no force on earth will change that!

"Ughhh!" The crowd groaned again as McHartley scored yet another point, just as the halftime whistle went off.

I glanced at the scoreboard and cringed at the score. VISITOR which was McHartley High had 56 points while HOME which was Meadow Brook had 21 points. This is bad!

"Find Blake and bring him to him! We need his a*s over here now!" I heard the coach and gulped.

They would never find him. The janitor's closet where Blake and Tammy were was quite avoided but I knew where they were and even though I didn't want to, I'm so close to going over there and opening the door. I don't want to but....

"So...where is he?" I heard someone say behind me all of a sudden.

"Wh-what... Oh it's just you, Miles! What are you talking about?" I asked turning to face my twin brother, Miles.

He rolled his eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, Ry. Where's Blake?"

"What do you mean? I don't know where Blake is." I replied not meeting his eyes.

"Hell yeah, you do. Where is he?"

"I don't know!" I insisted.

He sighed. "Look... I know you and Blake have your differences but can you, for once not think about yourself and actually think about others? Do you have any idea how important this game is to the school?"

He stopped, stared at me and continued "You know, I thought you were better than this but I guess I was wrong."

And just like that, he walked away... leaving me more guilty and ashamed than I have ever been in my whole life.

Geez! Now I see why Mom is so insistent on him being a lawyer.

"Oh well... I might as well get on with it." I said, heading in the direction of the janitor's closet.

Blake's POV

"Somebody! Anybody! Help us out! We're stuck!" I yelled, my voice already getting hoarse.

"Blake, you've been screaming your head off for the past hour and it already looks like no one is coming... Maybe we could go another round?" Taffy said and placed her arms around my neck, trying to steal a kiss but I was quick to push her off.

"Don't touch me again!" I said, disgust laced in my tone.

I looked away from her, still thinking of ways to get out of the closet.

The game had probably already started by now and I was missing it. Coach was so going to murder me. I wonder how everything was going now. Are we winning or losing?

And...who could have locked the door? The only person I can think of is...

"Rylie!" I exclaimed internally, boiling at the idea.

"That's it! Rylie is the one behind this. That b*tch! I am so going to kill her when I get out of here! She is so dead!" I said to myself, clenching my fist as I began to explore ways to pay her in kind.

She just went too far!

Rylie's POV

"Here I go. Time to let him out." I thought with a groan as I slipped the key into the keyhole. I turned it and opened the door wide just as Blake ran out of the door... right into me!

"Whoa!" I exclaimed as I stumbled backwards into the wall behind me due to the impact.

Dazed, I blearily opened my eyes but found something blocking my view. There was also something on my lips and that was when it hit me!

Lips... Lips... Blake's lips are on mine!

Mustering all my strength, I pushed him off me so hard he fell to the floor on his butt.

Then, still in shock, I shakily brought my fingers to my warm lips and felt it! I just kissed Blake friggin Weston!

Holy hell!

I just kissed Blake!

I fought the urge to scream because that was the only thing that made sense to do as I stared at him. Instead I followed another emotion; anger!

"You pervert! You friggin pervert! How dare you kiss me? How dare you f*cking kiss me? I hate you! I friggin hate..." I was cut short as Blake grabbed my wrists, stopping me from hitting his chest.

"Stop! Just stop! What the hell is wrong with you!? May I remind you that this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't locked me in there with Taffeta or whatever. So this is all your fault... Besides it was even a kiss. Our lips just touched."

"That's a kiss, you dimwit!" I snarled angrily.

"Whatever! Besides, you're overreacting! No one has to know. No one will know!" He said with all finality glancing from I and Talia with a "Is that clear?" look in his eyes.

Talia nodded while I simply stared at him.

"Good... Now get off me! I have a game to play...if you haven't ruined our chances of winning already." He said, staring at me meaningfully.

"Whatever!" I replied, glaring at him as I leaned against the wall akimbo.

He didn't say anything again and he got up and straightened his clothes before walking in the direction of the locker room.

I only had one thought on my mind.

"Why the hell can't I stop thinking about that kiss?"