"Don't tell me you're going to do this!"
"Huh?"
"I said! Don't tell me you're actually going to do this!"
Malice looked at her friend, Mouse, who was holding her planning paper. She stared at her with wide brown eyes. Malice tried to fight back a light shade of red from her face. Mouse felt her right eye twitch as Malice reached out to grab it away from her. Mouse, who was quick as a cat, quickly grabbed it back and reread it out loud:
Operation: Get him to notice me
Stalk him for a day to find out what his favorite places are
Find out his favorite thing to do
Meet him at all his favorite places
Bring him jam(strawberry kind, not the blackberry kind)
Get A out of the way!!!
"You're really going to do this? Have no shame?" Mouse asked staring at her.
"Shuddup Mouse! I do too have shame. Just not right now, okay." Malice blushed.
"What are we going to do with you?" Mouse whispered.
Mouse shook her head sadly and sighed. Malice won't be able to be stopped if she puts her heart into this. Mouse thought sadly. Let's just hope she doesn't drag me into this. Malice aimed for the paper again and stuffed it in her black jacket pocket. Then Malice grabbed her harshly by the arm.
"You're going to help me!" Malice grinned.
"Ha ha ha…spoke to soon." Mouse sweated.
Malice dragged Mouse out of the safety of her room. As they walked, they found Near playing with her robot and Evan writing in her note book in the playroom. Near looked up and saw his crush, Mouse, mouth the worlds "help me" to him. Near raised his hand and waved her good luck as well as Evanescence. Those jerk! Mouse thought as she cried. At lest that's not me being dragged off. Near sighed in relief as Mouse got dragged off by Malice. Poor girl, she never stands a change. Evan sweated.
"Do you think we should help her?" Evan asked.
"Do you want to get dragged into it?" Near pointed out.
"No."
"That's what I thought."
"Near?"
"Yes Evan?"
"You're mean."
*****
Malice and Mouse was standing behind an oak tree watching B and A talked. They had been stalking them for three hours straight and were wet from the earlier pond accident. Malice wrote down the place they were at and continue to watch. Though to Mouse it looked like glaring. Mouse sighed and shook her head at her black haired friend. Mouse was wet, piss, tried and bored. She didn't want to continue this; she wanted to hit Near for leave her with the crazy Malice.
"I'm going to kill that cripple sheep." Mouse growled.
"What ever do you mean?" Malice asked, staring at her.
"Ha ha ha…it's nothing. Nothing at all, Malice." Mouse sweated, looking away. "Nothing to be worried about Malice, okay."
Malice stared at her friend innocently and then went back to glaring at A. Mouse tried to escape but was quickly pulled back by Malice. She had tripped over a branch and slammed into the tree. Mouse let out a low whimper as her back hit the tree. She shot the older-younger teen a glare as she rubs her back but was totally ignored. Malice quickly took out the planning paper and cross out one of the steps.
Stalk him for a day to find out what his favorite places are. Done
"Mouse? Malice, is that you?" A called out to them.
"Shit! We had been seen!" Malice hissed. "Run!"
Both girls Freaked and tried to run back to the sanctuary of their rooms at Whammy's. But to too one of their lucks, Mouse was caught by a very confused B. Mouse stared at the retreating Malice's back. She felt her mouth dropped in shock. That son of-
"Mouse what were you doing?" B asked.
"All Shit!" Mouse whined.