JessieMTRFan: Finally chapter seven!
Morgan: Yeah finally!
Jessica: We knew you could do it. Well me anyway.
Morgan: Ok,ok I admit that I didn't think Jessie would actually finish chapter seven. I mean look at all the work she has to do!
Jessica: Algebra, History and Geography, Language Arts, Science, Latin, Reading Group, devotionals, drama, tech, help her mom, and etc, etc, etc.
Wilbur: That's alot.
Jessica: And guitar practice
JessieMTRFan: Ok, how many times do I have to tell you? STAY OUT OF MY PLANNER!
Wilbur: Reads planner Kill Wilbur...HEY!
Jessica: Grabs planner Torture Wilbur...Can I help?
Morgan: Grabs planner Write chapter eight.
JessieMTRFan: Sigh...fine read it.

Wesley: Jessie does not own the song or anything MTR related.

Chapter Seven: Sweet Revenge

Jessica was lying on her blue bed crying softly into her pillow. She wanted to give up and stay in her room for the rest of her life. But instead, Jessica picked up her phone and called Wesley.

"Wes…It's Jess." Jessica cried softly into the phone.

"What's wrong?" Wesley asked worriedly.

"Wilbur yelled at me and called me a brat! I don't know what's wrong with him… All I did was ask why he was been ignoring me." Jessica said.

"Well…did you lose your temper?" Wesley asked.

"Just a little, but I didn't yell at him!" Jessica exclaimed.

"Jessica…I told you that you should ask God to help you control that temper of yours." Wesley told her.

"I know! But I forgot…Besides that was the only time this week…maybe…that I lost my temper." Jessica said.

"Jess…Look, I'm not going to preach, but you need to apologize to Wilbur." Wesley advised.

"He started it!" Jessica yelled.

"Ouch…Please don't yell into the phone, Jess. It doesn't matter who started it, you still need to apologize." Wesley said.

"No I won't apologize to him." Jessica said stubbornly.

"Jess…." Wesley sighed. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking I should get him back." Jessica said.

"Jessica, revenge is not the answer." Wesley told her.

"I don't care." Jessica said. "I've got to go. Bye."

"Be careful."

Jessica hung up the phone and stood up. Now who was going to help her? Wesley won't do it, but Morgan will! Jessica jumped off of her bed and ran to Morgan's room. Cyan was right behind her. Jessica entered Morgan's room without knocking.

"Hey…you didn't knock." Morgan said turning around in her pink swivel chair.

"Sorry, but I need to talk to you." Jessica said breathlessly.

"Ok, what's up?" Morgan asked.

"I'm going to prank Wilbur and I need your help." Jessica whispered moving closer to Morgan.

"What do you have in mind?" Morgan asked, smiling mischievously.

While the two girls talked, Cyan was roaming around the room and listening. Cyan jumped onto Morgan's pink bed and walked around on top of the covers. Then Cyan jumped down and walked over to Morgan's pink bookshelf. Cyan stopped and listened.

"No…I think we should go with the bucket of syrup." Morgan said.

"How about chocolate syrup? We'll use that and a bunch of feathers." Jessica told her.

"Don't forget the pie pan filled with whipped cream." Morgan said.

"Don't worry I won't. Plus we need the fan, the water balloons, honey, crackers, and an automaton to start the prank." Jessica listed.

"Cool…when are we going to pull the prank?" Morgan asked.

"In two days. Wilbur's parents will be out of town, Gaston will be at a canon convention, Billie will be at a train convention, Joe will be exercising, Tallulah will be shopping, Laszlo will be at an art museum, Fritz will be busy with Petunia, Lefty has the day off, and Carl well…we'll just have to take care of him." Jessica said grinning.

"It's scary how you know this family's schedule." Morgan remarked.

Jessica shrugged. Cyan resumed looking around Morgan's room. If cats could talk, Cyan would have told the girls that pranking someone to get revenge is a really bad idea. But Cyan knew from what she heard that Jessica's pranks never fail. Ever. So even if someone tried to stop her, then the prank would still go on as planned.

Two days later everyone was doing just what Jessica had told Morgan. Carl though was a problem. Jessica and Morgan had to trick Carl into a closet and lock him in there, but he still wouldn't stop yelling and threatening to call Mr. Robinson. Jessica set up the trap and Morgan was busy talking to Wilbur.

"So why aren't you two friends anymore?" Morgan asked innocently.

"Morgan, I already told you I don't want to talk about it." Wilbur replied.

"Well then, I'll ask Jessica." Morgan said.

"Wait, no!" Wilbur exclaimed as Morgan took off running down the hall.

Wilbur followed Morgan down the hall and into Jessica's trap. Morgan ran past Jessica and Jessica pulled the string. Wilbur tripped and activated the automaton. Wilbur watched the automaton move toward the wall with its scissors chopping. He suddenly realized it was a trap. He tried to scramble up off of the floor but the floor was too slippery. Wilbur fell down again and the automaton snapped an invisible string, releasing a rain of water balloons. Wilbur got soaked and slipped again as he tried getting up. He activated another automaton and this time this one released the bucket of chocolate syrup. Wilbur was covered in chocolate. He spit some out of his mouth as a fan turned on, getting feathers everywhere including him. Then a Morgan threw some crushed crackers into the path of the fan blowing it onto Wilbur. Jessica released some more water balloons and stepped out from her hiding place. She grabbed a pan of whipped cream and honey and walked up to Wilbur, who was sitting on the floor glaring at her. Jessica stopped in front of him and put her hand on her hip. Wilbur glanced at the pan that she was balancing on her right hand.

"You wouldn't dare." He said through clenched teeth.

"Uh…actually, I would." Jessica told him.

Jessica smashed the whipped cream and honey in his face and stepped back.

"That's what you get for calling me a brat." Jessica said, icily.

Wilbur sat there breathing heavily, clenching his teeth, and glaring at Jessica, hatefully. Jessica matched the glare. She stood there in front of him with her arms crossed. Then she spun around and went to her room. Morgan walked around Wilbur and went to her own room. Wilbur stood up carefully and ran to take a shower.

A few hours later Wilbur was putting the mop away when his watch beeped. It was Carl calling for help. Wilbur sighed and went to the upstairs closet and let Carl out.

"Finally! Morgan and Jessica are dead! The little troublemakers." Carl said walking past Wilbur.

Then he stopped suddenly. "Wait a minute." He turned around to face Wilbur. "You're the one who would lock me in a closet not Morgan and Jessica. Well ok maybe Morgan but not Jessica. WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" Carl yelled.

"Jessica hates my guts." Wilbur replied.

Carl's jaw dropped. "You two are the best of friends!"

"Yeah, well my "best friend" decided to pull a prank on me and got chocolate syrup everywhere. I had to clean it up." Wilbur said, angrily.

"Wait, you cleaned a mess?" Carl asked incredulously. "Are you sick?"

"No." Wilbur replied.

Jessica sat in her room staring at the wall. She couldn't believe she did that. She pulled a prank on Wilbur and now he probably hates her even more. She grabbed her diary and wrote in it.

Dear God,

Please, please, please forgive me! I am really, really sorry! All I wanted was to get back at Wilbur for calling me a brat. But now I guess he was right. I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but I need help controlling my temper. I really want to apologize to Wilbur, but how? He won't talk to me. He probably doesn't even want to see me ever again. Wilbur will probably tell his parents and Mr. and Mrs. Robinson will probably kick me out and I'll have to live in the orphanage again! I don't want to go back! Oh Lord, please! Tell me, what should I do?

Your very sorry servant,

Jessica

Jessica sighed. All she had to do now was wait for an answer. She sighed again. Cyan jumped onto her bed and climbed into Jessica's lap. Jessica petted Cyan absentmindedly as she thought. Wilbur probably hates her right about now. Jessica didn't want Wilbur to hate her. She certainly didn't hate him! Wesley was right though. Revenge isn't the right answer.

Did you see that I was hurt
Did you know that you had left me crying there
Now I'm holding all your words close till you feel this pain too
But you live on so unaware
While I thought somehow this hate would heal me
But this hate is never ending and it's only killing me

Oh sweet revenge you've lied again

I find I can't get free till I release this vengeance that I seek
Forgive you, the only thing I want to live I'm ready to be free

Maybe you've been wounded too
Maybe all this is your self protection
All the hurts you thought were hidden
Are now the ones hurting me

So who will make this pattern end

I find I can't get free till I release this vengeance that I seek
Forgive you, the only thing I want to live I'm ready to

Break these chains
Won't see this through
Cause setting you free
It means my freedom too

I find that I can't get free till I release this vengeance that I seek
Forgive you, the only thing I want to live I'm ready to be free

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