Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! I am not Ally Carter or Lisi Harrison!
Summary: This is a little story I randomly thought of where Clique meets the Gallagher Girls. Enjoy!
I could not believe it.
Why had I done it? Why had I not been more careful?
I knew how strict my parents were and yet I still tried it.
"KRISTEN GREGORY, you come out of your room this instant!",my mom's shrill voice yelled, "you have pulled the last straw, since you were suspended from OCD I am sending you to another school. FAR away from your trouble making friends."
I know what you are thinking, I had been expelled from OCD, even with my fantastic grades? Yes, I had been, but it was all for a good reason. Right?
OK here is the reason why this all happened to me.
*Flashback*
It was November 2nd, two days before the HUGE (half of our class grade huge) history exam. I had been prepared for weeks now, but my friends Massie Block, Alicia Rivera, Claire Lyons, and Dylan Marvil had not even looked over it.
We were sitting outside our school cafeteria when Massie said, "Kristen, you know, you owe us a favor for covering for you that day you were out with Dempsey. Now, it's time for you to repay us. Tonight, go and steal the history exam so we can look over it. "
"WHAT? NO WAY WILL I STE-", I began, but I was cut off by Alicia, "Keep it down Kristen or else half the school will hear you. Geez, I thought you were the smart one."
"You already know the answers, but we need to get them. Do us a favor and get it for us. I mean. How much trouble can you get into? It's not like they will expel you if you get caught, you are like THE best student they have. They can't hurt you.", Massie replied.
"Fine", I huffed, "but if I get caught you guys know how bad my mom will freak."
"And that's why you won't get caught.", Dylan snorted, stuffing three donuts into her mouth.
That night, I snuck into the school grounds. (I had told my Mom I was at the library, a story she quickly accepted) Carefully, I walked toward the main building. I was dressed in all black and kind of felt like a spy. I took out my hair pin and opened the door of the main building. Then, I walked into the history room feeling scared about I was going to do. I walked up to the front desk and looked in all the folders. I found what I was looking for in a folder labeled "Test". Way to be obvious. I took one test out and quickly scanned it three times, figuring I would keep the original copy. I quickly put the folder back and ran out.
This morning my mom received a call from the principal. She told my Mom that someone had stolen a copy of the history test. They had called the cops, who fingerprinted the doors. They had found some fingerprints and were asking all the students to come in for fingerprinting. At that moment, I knew it was all over, they would figure out that it was my fingerprints on the doorknob and they would suspend me. I decided I would go in and confess, the I would be in less trouble. I mean it happened in all the movies, why not in real life?