I grinned as I dragged the brush dripping with glue down the back of Celine Griffer's head. The glue clung to her lucious brown locks, holding it's place on her hair; it's new home. I smiled smugly, That'll teach her to not tease Alec. I thought. Alec had come home fuming yesterday. He had been walking home, minding his own business when Celine, Georgia and Denise had jumped out from the bushes throwing snowballs at him and calling him a devil. I'd find a way to pay back the other two as well. Nobody messes with my baby brother.
Ok, so he was only 16 minutes younger, but I still cared for him the same I would've had he been 16 years younger. I loved him, and he loved me. We were all each other had.
"Ew…" Celine had reached back to straighten her hair and had felt the glue, which was long past dry. "What is this?"
She whipped around and stared at me with hard, accusing eyes.
I smiled at her and shrugged. "Why, Celine! Your hair?! Whatever happened?"
Mrs. Willaims turned around from where she was scribbling on the blackboard to face Celine and I in the back row. "Jane and Celine! Turn your heads toward the board and pay attention!"
"Miss! Jane just-"
"Celine! Shut your mouth!" Mrs. Williams made her way over the cabinet and grabbed a long meter stick. "Or else." She tapped the meter stick against her hand, threatingly.
"Miss! Look at my hair!" Celine blurted out, motioning towards her hair while turning around to show the back of her head.
"Celine!! Up here now!" Mrs. Williams yelled and acknowledged the glue. "Jane! You too!"
I sprang up out of my seat and trudged obediently to the fron of the class. Knowing the routine, I spread my hands out in front of me, palms up.
Whack! Whack! It was quick, but my hands stung. Tears sprang to my eyes as I watched a long red welt form on the palm of my hand.
"Return to your seats, girls." Mrs. Williams said and returned the meter stick to it's place.
As we walked over to our spots, Celine looked over at me a mouthed. "You'll pay for this later." I believed her.