Chapter 3 Rylie

💋Rylie's POV💋

"I can not believe this!" I yelled closing the door loudly behind me as I walked out of the classroom.

"Rylie, listen to me. You have to be reasonable. Don't do anything rash that you'll regret later." Olivia was saying but I barely heard her.

"Oh he is so going to pay." I was saying while pounding my fist in my hand.

You might've guessed who this is about but if you haven't, I'll give a clue... Blake!

Anyways, here's what happened...

Olivia and I arrived at school and went to our first class, Science. Unfortunately I had to share it with Blake. I had pretty much resigned to avoiding him but he thought it alright to pop a balloon filled with water in my face as part of his "Science" project.

It all happened so fast and the next thing I knew, I was wet and to make matters even worse, it wasn't even part of his Science project. In fact, nothing about his project involved a water balloon.

And now I'm wet and instead of the Science teacher to punish him or something, she plainly told him to come meet her after school and I could tell it wasn't to punish him. No! It's already a rumor that Blake's f*cking her.

But if he thinks he's gonna get away with what he did simply because he and the teacher are f*ck buddies, he's got another thing coming... He is so gonna regret this.

"Rylie! Rylie!"

"What is it, Livvie?" I answered, staring at her.

"I hope you heard me. Don't do anything rash!"

"Fine." I answered with a sigh.

"You mean that!?"

"No." I replied giggling devilishly.

Blake Weston is in for a treat!

🖤Blake's POV🖤

I couldn't stop a smirk from playing on my lips as my eyes met Rylie's on my way out of the classroom. Having already spent a few weeks in Meadow Brook High, we've become quite the pair of enemies which explains why I really enjoyed what I did to her in Science class.

Don't ask me why I did it because I don't really know why. I just really enjoy getting her ticked off. It's really fun.

Oh well! Time to start getting ready for Economics.

I headed towards my locker, tapped the correct pass code and opened it only to receive a surprise as a huge pan filled with a gross mixture I didn't even know hit me smack in the face.

It really stunk! And some of it got into my mouth and hair. Yuck!

Everyone started laughing as I tried to find my way to the bathroom. On my way, I caught sight of Rylie and instantly knew it was her.

"Two can play that game, Rylie." I thought, my mind already swirling with thoughts on how to pay her back in kind.

This should be fun...just as soon as I get this glob off me.

Yuck!

💋Rylie's POV💋

"Rylie, did you really have to do this?" Olivia whined as we watched Blake make his way to the bathroom.

"Of course she did. He deserved it after what he did to her." Mason retorted, obviously enjoying himself.

"Thanks Mace. At least you're a true friend." I said staring pointedly at Olivia.

She rolled her eyes and said "You do know that he's gonna retaliate, right?"

"Let him. I'm ready for him."

"Argh! I have a bad feeling about this."

***

"Um Mr Connor, you asked me to return this..." I paused as I came face to face with an empty room.

"That's strange. Why would he ask me to come here unless..." I paused as it suddenly occurred to me what was going on.

Sighing, I turned around and headed towards the door only to find it locked. I tried opening it but it didn't budge and breaking it wasn't even an option.

"Blake!" I yelled internally as I turned around to meet the biggest shock of my life.

"Spider!" I yelled out loud as a giant tarantula began heading towards me.

"Help! Somebody help!" I yelled banging on the door, my heart beating wildly as I turned back to see two spiders now.

I screamed as I scrambled away from the door screaming again when they began heading towards me.

I have an extreme fear of spiders and I hate tarantulas the most!

"Somebody...anybody please help!" I yelled hitting the door repeatedly running around and away from the spiders.

I was so absorbed in getting away from them when I heard loud laughter coming from a corner of the room. Dodging the spiders, I walked over to the direction of the sound and found a recorder placed on a box.

"W-What? What's a recorder doing here?" I asked, trying to catch my breath.

"It's a walkie-talkie and it's there so we could hear your screams." I heard an all so familiar voice reply.

"Blake! What the f*ck is going on?" I yelled as more laughter resounded.

"Oh nothing much. Just gave you the scare of your life and I caught it on video. Ooh! I can already see the likes."

"Blake!"

"Bye Rylie. Also the keys are beside you."

I looked around and sighted the keys.

Grumbling on how I was so going to kill him, I made my way over to door where I saw the spiders crackling like they were electric.

"Great! Robo-spiders! How nice!" I muttered, making sure to squash them as I unlocked the door and walked out only to watch right into...

"Mr Connor!" I yelled exasperatedly.

"Rylie, what were you doing in my office?" He gasped. "And you made such a mess."

"Mr. Connor, it's not like that..."

"I don't want to hear. Detention!... For a week!"

"But..."

"No buts! Come with me!"

I sighed in resignation as I trailed behind him with only one thought in my mind.

"Blake Weston, get ready to prank"