Ohhhh, I love reviews… And yes, I know I ought to be shot, I've been told. So, here we go again. Sakura's more then a little evil in this chappie. -_-;
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own it. I'm an Art student. I'm basically poor.
Dedication: To anyone who has ever wanted to do something to get them expelled for the hell of it. Also, TO THE FROG INCIDENT!!!! Tee-hee, Chelsey, Kierra, I own you. Hearts for you!
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And she said 'Na na na nana na na na nana na na na - I just forgot you again…
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Sakura was lying in bed, planning.
Well, of course, with her evil idea from last night, it would require careful planning. She'd been in the Bio lab when she'd realized. They would be operating (and therefore dissecting) the frogs in there, and soon.
Sakura had decided the frogs ought to have a bit of fun before they all got sliced to pieces.
Last night, on the roof with the other five girls, she'd talked it over with Temari, and they had started working out the kinks in it. They needed to be in and out of the school before the caretaker came in, at around four in the morning.
When Sakura had realized that also meant they'd have to sneak past Anko, they'd decided it was best Karin come with them, and they convinced Anko that they were having a slumber party in the basement.
Right next to the wonderful Sneak-Out Window Hinata had so helpfully discovered.
It was the only window in the entire house that had access to the outside that wasn't constantly watched by a security camera. It swept over the window every six and a half minutes. They knew this only because Hinata had timed it.
So they would have to stay in the dark, and go free the frogs!
Because, Sakura knew that this was what the frogs would want! Truly, she was sure they wanted this! And then, of course, the maniacal laughter started.
And then Temari smacked her over the head to shut her up.
"You stupid idiot! If Anko hears, we are more then dead!" Temari's voice was an iced hiss.
Sakura pouted at her.
"Meanie."
Temari sighed before replying to her younger partner-in-crime.
"Shut your mouth. I am not mean. Just sarcastic. You, on the other hand, are anti-social."
"I just don't like people, gimme a break here!!"
And then the six of them were out in the cold midnight air. They dashed towards a shaded area that Hinata had already chosen as 'safe'. Outside of the cameras view, but still close enough to the gate that they could get out.
Hmmm, they would have to up the security soon… But then again, if they upped security, that would mean no more sneaking out… and no more pranks… and no more idiocy!
LE GASP! NOOOOOO!
Sakura quieted her thumping heart, and motioned for them to dash out. The cameras were pointing the other way right at that second.
The only had three minutes.
A flurry of motion later, and they were all far enough away from the place that they could speak freely, and without too much fear of getting caught.
And although Sakura already knew these streets well enough to feel comfortable in them, that didn't stop the adrenaline rushing through her veins. In fact, it made said adrenaline rush faster. It was making her feel light-headed.
They all ran, then. Anko had once told the five of them that together, they were faster then the wind. Corny, but true. And Karin obviously had the ability to keep up, because she was running next to Sakura, her crimson hair swishing behind her.
When they got to the school, the first thing they did was go around the back.
Temari pulled her burglar tools out from underneath her shirt, and broke the padlock off the door. It took her all of twenty seconds.
"Tch. We go to a cheap-ass school. Anyone could have broken this lock off. That saddens me on many levels. At least the other schools tried to control us."
A smirk twisted her lips, and she opened the door for Sakura and the others, allowing them in first, then closing the door with a soft click, to make sure they hadn't been followed.
Sakura had already rushed ahead to the biology lab, and was staring at the sleeping frogs, a slightly maniacal smile on her lips.
After slipping on a pair of spandex gloves, and motioning for the others to do the same, she carefully unlocked the frog's cage.
Okay, not so carefully. This is Sakura, should one expect her to be gentle? Puh-lease.
She pulled out sleeping frog after sleeping frog, and while they were starting to wake up, she shoved them at each girl, and each said person went dashing off to the different rooms, picked the locks, shoved the frogs inside, and ran back to Sakura.
It was a very efficient system.
And so it went, for half an hour, the six of them creating a wonderful, great, perfect probably-going-to-get-them-expelled prank. As soon as they finished, Sakura pulled them out of the place (no need to linger, really) and they dashed down the road.
"Freedom! At last!" Tenten's enthusiasm for escaping the school was inescapable, and all-consuming.
"Panda, don't be stupid, it's not like we were there for schooling."
"Doesn't mean I have to like it. Hell, it's like a fuckin' prison."
"Don't cuss."
"Don't tell me what to do."
"Suck it up, princess. Can we go already? I'm cold damn it!"
"Fine, Kari, you bitch!"
The crimson-haired Karin twitched. She hated that nickname. "Don't call me that."
"What?"
"Kari. I hate it."
"So what do we call you?"
"Four eyes, skank, whore, I dunno, suit yourself, but just not Kari!!!"
The five other girls shrank back, amused horror in their eyes. Karin's eye was still twitching, and they decided not to pursue the issue any further. It was obviously a sore subject.
They six of them hurried along, the night air cold against the loose pyjama bottoms and tank tops they all wore. Hinata let out a snarl as they got to the front of the mansion.
"Damnit, getting in is going to be hard…"
"Why?"
"Because our timing has to be so precise, it'll be almost impossible. We won't even have the advantage of seeing the camera. Hold on, I'll go first."
Keeping to the shadows, the pale girl danced around the camera's view. She gulped, as she balanced, oh-so-carefully, on one foot.
'Damnit Hinata, you can do this, girl!' Pep talk, pep talk, self pep talk. Ah, the things we do to keep our minds occupied…
She slipped into the house, aware that she had seconds to get the others in the house. She dashed to a side window, shoved it open, and waved her arm out of it. Sakura and the others filed inside, and slid into the several sleeping bags and pillows scattered about the floor.
Tomorrow was going to be simply marvellous.
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The next morning, the girls came down, wearing –oddly enough- rather toned-down clothes. This, in itself, was a phenomenon, and it was brought about by a strange level of determination in the girls.
Sakura flicked her gaze over her friends clothing, to make sure they didn't stand out, nor did it seem abnormal that they would dress in such a way. She, herself, was wearing a pair of black skinny's (as per usual), a black hoodie with pulsating bursts of red and white, two different studded belts, and a blood red tank top. Nothing out of her usual style.
And it went like that for the rest of them.
Hinata had her drumsticks sticking out of her art bag, a shortish ruffled skirt and fishnets, and a swirly blue-white-and-navy print top on that suited her tiny body. She was wearing a pair of ratty black high tops, and her hair was clipped up and out of her face.
Temari had her favourite studded chocker on, which meant she had gone for a mixture of slight-emo-girl and punk today. With a pair of black short shorts, a Nightwish tank top, thick black liner, and skater shoes on, she held her own. She was also wearing the craziest pair of knee socks the world had ever seen.
Tenten was wearing her combat boots. That spelled 'danger' right there, although few knew it. She had pulled her hair out of its double-bunned style, and had teased her hair up in several places, giving it the look she often used when she was on stage. A ratty black graphic tee with head phones on it, and denim shorts were her clothes for the day.
Ino was an eye-watering mixture of vibrant colours. Enough said.
Karin looked comfortable in the ratty jean-and-shirt ensemble she'd carelessly grabbed off Sakura's floor that morning, not having remembered (or cared, really) to grab her own from home.
Nothing abnormal. Nothing to mark them out. Nothing, nothing at all.
Anko eyed the girls nervously. They all, including Karin, seemed too nonchalant. After all, just a few days ago, Sakura and Temari had been protesting loudly that they were very much against going to school.
It freaked the purple-haired caregiver out, but she said nothing. The girls could get into their own tangles. She would simply have to pull them out of it if it got too crazy.
The girls all sauntered out to the cars parked in the drive way, and they got in. Screw buses, when you're a bunch of punk-rock stars, you didn't need to take a frikin' bus!
And so they went. As soon as Anko's back was turned, the girls sent each other evil grins.
Oh, the panic this would induce would be worth the wasted time…
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The school was still quiet when they got there, but then, Sakura had expected that. The frogs would react to the fluorescent light switches, and nothing else, so they wouldn't be waking up for a bit.
"Get to Homeroom then, girls… What are you all smirking about?!"
"Nothing Anko darling, nothing at all." Temari smiled angelically at her, before the six of them disappeared into the still-quiet school.
After they were out of Anko's earshot, Karin murmured softly under her breath "Oh, we are going to be in so much trouble. I like it," with a non-existent, evil little giggle.
Hinata smiled sunnily at her. "Karin dear, the more time you spend with us, the more time you spend getting in trouble. Not that it's a bad thing… Oh, Homeroom, here we are."
The room went silent when the six girls walked in. Sakura rolled her eyes and bared her teeth at a particularly blonde girl, and she turned away, blushing.
As they sat down, Ino hissed silently at Sakura through clenched teeth. "Are you insane? Do you want them to think it was us?!"
Sakura slouched, and titled her seat back on two legs. "Calm down Ino, it's just a doll person. Not much we can do there."
From behind them, Sakura heard it.
The first, confused 'ribbit'. She smirked evilly.
"Bonus, girls, here we go. Don't forget to act like you don't know what's going on."
The others perked up at her words, and listened intently. The 'ribbiting' was getting louder, and now a few other students were looking about them, nervous.
And onslaught of frogs were suddenly in the room, getting in everywhere.
The screaming commenced, and Sakura was sure, in a satisfied way, that it was echoing through the entire school. Silly people, did you not realize that it would just wake the rest of the frogs up?
The teacher was screaming as a frog jumped onto her desk, and then onto her head. Still screaming incoherently, she pointed outside, and the entire class rushed out, also shrieking in an ear-splitting sort of way.
The girls ran out with them.
"Shall we stay to watch the mayhem?"
"I suppose we shall."
And so they spent the rest of the day in amused silence as the school administrators tried to control the horde of frogs that had claimed the school as their own.
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As they were walking home early (the school had given it up as a lost cause and sent them home. They were going to call an exterminator afterwards,) Hinata spoke. "That's what they get for keeping those poor frogs locked up like that."
Karin and Sakura snorted loudly at the statement.
"That's what they get for trying to control us. Le RAWR!!!"
"…Sakura, you are so weird."
"Thanks, love."
What none of them knew was that they were being watched. Many pairs of eyes were watching them guardedly.
"They're dangerous."
"No comment, stupid."
