I hated Artemis.
Last night, he had pointed out that it wasn't a completely full moon. So, I proceeded to ignore him, as always. He was such a jerk.
~~Flashing Back To Dinner Last Night~~
I glared at the food on my plate. "Show off," I growled.
Mom kicked me under the table and gave me the look only moms have perfected.
I glared right back. The stare down would have continued if Artemis hadn't cleared his throat. "So, how has school been, Ivy?" he asked.
I shrugged, shoving my peas across my plate. "Okay," I muttered.
"Except for that last math test," Mom said matter-of-factly. "You're teacher told me you failed."
"Mr. Linder's an idiot," I grumbled.
Mom's face tightened and she was about to say something, when Artemis butted in with his fat head.
"I could help you in math," he said. "Algebra was my best subject."
"I don't want your help," I said, finally snapping. I shoved my chair away from the table and stalked upstairs. I heard Mom curse distinctly, but it didn't really matter. I was deaf to her yells.
~~End~~
In the darkness, I groped for the things I'd need; rubber cement, twine, nails, and some rubber bands; and set to work.
First was to fill both of Artemis' pairs of shoes with the rubber cement. If it dried before he put them on, they'd be painfully. If they dried while he wore them, they'd be stuck to his feet. Win-win situation.
I reached into the closet and pulled out his ties. Enough to wear three in a day while he was here. I'm so glad I didn't get that from him.
After the ties were nailed to the roof, I slid down the ladder, I set to work booby trapping his suits. As soon as he grabbed one, BAM. Water balloon to the face. This was all childish, yes, but it'd be fun to see how he reacted.
I carefully slid the catch back on the water balloon shooter and slid into bed, grinning.
I skipped down stairs, completely dressed and wide awake. "Hell-ooo!" I said to Mom, sitting down with my cereal.
She raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so happy?"
I grinned. "You'll see." I started eating my cereal, and was interrupted by the fwap of a water balloon. I stifled a giggle when Artemis came downstairs, completely soaked.
Mom's eyes widened. "How the. . ."
"Oh look at the time. I gotta go." I shot out the door, laughing in my head.
Mom glared at me the whole time, and I knew it, but I didn't care. It was our house, and he didn't belong in it
