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g to say?”
“She can’t! It doesn’t hurt anyone, just annoys the hell out of you.” Annalisa says. “You have such a way of subtly screwing with people. I tend to go right for the violence, which will get me in trouble one day.”
I laugh. “What can I say? It’s a gift.”
Now that we have the supplies, I hope that Aiden will cooperate for part two; he wasn’t keen when we talked about it briefly at lunch.
When last period starts, Noah and I turn around in our seats to face Aiden and Mason. We’re huddled close. Fortunately, Mr. Rogers is one of the most disinterested teachers I’ve ever had. He just assigns homework and doesn’t care if we work with others as long as we hand it in by the due date.
I’m currently leaning in close to Aiden so that no one will overhear our conversation. When I ask him for help, he flat out refuses again.
“Come on, Aiden! When have I ever asked you for anything?!” I plead.
He pretends to be deep in thought. “Well, you’ve asked me to fuck off a couple of times.”
“Aiden, if we’re going to do this, we have to do it now!” I say urgently.
Kaitlyn and her friends are currently oblivious to the rest of the class, sharing a laptop and scrolling through some website, their headphones plugged in.
“Come on, man! It’ll be hilarious!” Noah prods Aiden.
“Fine,” Aiden grumbles. “Give me the stupid envelope.”
“Yay!” I take the envelope out of my bag and discreetly hand it over to Aiden along with a black sharpie.
He takes the marker and writes Kaitlyn’s name on the front in his bold, identifiable handwriting. I quickly take the envelope back from him and shove it into my shoulder bag. Now, for the last part of the plan.
“Mr. Rogers!” I thrust my hand up in the air, grabbing the attention of the rest of the class.
He looks up from his laptop screen. “What?”
“Can I go to the bathroom?” I ask.
“What? Time to change your tampon already, Amelia?” Kaitlyn sneers.
Mason, Noah, and surprisingly even Aiden, all turn to glare at her.
“Go.” Mr. Rogers dismisses me before looking back at his screen, and I quickly leave the class, and then the school.
Once outside, I head toward Kaitlyn’s red Porsche, still parked right at the entrance of the school, in plain sight of the front doors.
It’s a nice day, so she left the top of the convertible down, with the windows rolled up. Letting the adrenaline pumping through my veins guide me, I place the envelope on the driver’s seat, making sure Aiden’s writing is facing up and noticeable. She’s so obsessed with Aiden, she’ll know it’s his writing.
I quickly run back into the school before anyone notices me and sit back down in class, trying to look inconspicuous and calm my racing heart. Now we just have to make sure we’re there for the show.
After school, I meet up with the rest of the group. We get into position, standing off to the side of the school with a clear view of Kaitlyn’s red Porsche.
“She’s going to freak! I think she’ll be so mad she’ll breathe fire from her nose! That’d be awesome,” Noah exclaims.
“Shhhh.” We quiet down when we see Kaitlyn open her car door.
“Oh my God, Makayla’s getting a ride with her. This is even better!” Annalisa enthusiastically whispers when Makayla gets in shotgun.
Kaitlyn grabs the letter as she closes the door and rolls down her windows. She clearly recognizes Aiden’s writing, showing it off to Makayla and eagerly but delicately trying to open the envelope. She can’t; I sealed that shit.
Abandoning trying to save the envelope out of curiosity of what’s inside, she violently rips it open, and the seven of us burst out laughing.
Kaitlyn and Makayla’s faces are full of shock as glitter goes flying everywhere: all over their faces, clothes, skin, and especially all over Kaitlyn’s beloved car. If you know anything about glitter, you’ll know that it’s basically the herpes of the craft world. That stuff is impossible to get off, and you’ll be finding it everywhere for months. Harmless, yet so incredibly annoying.
