I. Am. So. Sorry. Last time I updated this was LAST YEAR. I could give you all this crap and excuses, but I've just been LAZY. It's pretty short, I know, but bare with me. I plan on updating a LOT faster. I say that every time, I know. BUT I MEAN IT THIS TIME, I swear.
I felt like a ninja.
Well, technically, creepy stalker would be a more accurate term. What the hell had I gotten myself into? This was wrong, completely wrong, but I couldn't bring myself to stop and run away. I could get into huge trouble for this- but the adrenaline pulsating through me kept me alert and searching. I had to find something, anything. The completely moronic thing was- I had no clue what I was looking for.
Then I found it. Rather, my shin found it, and as I struggled to hold a scream in, my eyes fell on a tall, dull silver filing cabinet, with a white label on the side that read STUDENT INFORMATION. Bingo.
Each drawer on the cabinet was labeled by grade; there were four in total, stacked on top of each other. I gently slid open the Senior drawer, and my fingers flipped quickly through the names on the tops of the files. And then I saw exactly what I was looking for. The name Russo, Alex was scrawled in black pen on the tab of a manila folder.
"Yes, Rose, the new regulations regarding the school cafeteria will come into action beginning next week."
Shit. Oh shit. I heard the voice of none other than the counselor, clearly talking to somebody else named Rose, apparently. The voice seemed far away, though, so I chucked my black backpack out the window, and launched myself out after it. I landed in a thorny rose bush, swore loudly to myself as I was pricked over and over by those damn thorns, and quickly got up then ran away.
emergency meeting, bitches. my house asap.
xoMi
I shot the text to my three alliances, and hopped on my bike. I peddled like the freaking wind the whole three blocks home.
When I reached my house, I let my bike fall to the ground, and ran up into the house and up to my room. Taylor, Joe, and Kevin were already there, sprawled out on my pink and orange bed covers. Nobody else was home, so I guess that meant that they had somehow managed to steal a key.
"God, Miles. I was taking a shower. And you interrupted. Nobody gets in the way of Joe's shower time."
I throw him a look of incredulity, and turn to the all of them, a grin replacing the sarcastic smirk.
"I'm pretty damn pleased with myself at the moment. I think you will be too." I say, as I throw the folder down on my bed.
They just stare at it, and then look up at me confusedly. I'm looking at them expectantly.
"God, idiots, open the freaking thing." I demand.
"Well, what is it?"
"My plan." I say smugly.
Kevin's the first to take action. He takes the folder and opens it cautiously, as if it were a bomb waiting to explode. The three of them scoot towards him and read the information over his shoulder. As they do, each of their eyes widen and smiles appear on their faces.
"You do know what this means, right?" Asks Joe.
I nod. "Yup. We can finally overthrow our dictator."
"Miley, you are my favorite person in the world."
"I am pretty badass, aren't I?"
"Look," Joe says. "We've got the information. Now the decision is how we're planning on using it."
"Well, we can start by cornering her with the information. Then, we'll see if she backs off. If she doesn't we expose her."
"You sound like a reality TV show host."
"I've always wanted to be on 16 and Pregnant." Chimes in Taylor.
"That was totally irrelevant. Plus, you're already eighteen and not a slut. You're opportunity's gone."
"I know, but it's nice to dream, right?"
"I swear to God, Taylor. Your blonde genes must really be getting to you."
"Anyway," Joe intercedes. "We need to come up with a solid plan."
"Joe, I think you're closest with her. You could get her to talk to you privately. Make it about like a homework assignment or something innocent like that. Once you've got her alone, we'll come out of a closet or something and shove the folder in her face. We'll see what she does from there."
"What if she doesn't care? Then we'll lose our only source of blackmail and she'll make our lives even more hellish."
"Did you not read what was in that? She has to care. If she doesn't, there's something wrong with her. Information that big will ruin her life. We have to be prepared for her to pass it off as nothing, though. She'll probably tell us that it's no big deal, but there's no way that she wouldn't care if this gets out."
"And what happens if she retaliates with some shit about all of us?"
"Then we don't care. We ignore it because she's just a jealous bitch who has nothing better to do in her free time except mess with people's heads and screw up their lives. We can't let her get to us." I say vehemently. "We just can't. She's started too much shit in our lives. We're about to get back and give her what she deserves."
All three of them nod, looking at me with determination evident in their expressions.
"Plan commences at two forty-five P.M. tomorrow in Ms. Shockley's room. No later, no sooner. Don't all of you have eighth period off? Meet in the little side closet of the room right after seventh period, okay. I'll like nod my head at you or something when I'm about to start the act." Joe rattles off like a drill sergeant.
"Aye, aye, Captain." I mock salute him.
"Miley, we trust you. If this plan gets fucked up, it's all your fault." Joe says jokingly.
"Let's just hope it doesn't."
Joe looks over at me, pretending to scan the room, and nods. I wink back through the small window inconspicuously. It was just after last period, and Taylor, Kevin, and I are hiding in the cramped closet of Joe and Alex's Chemistry classroom. We're all smushed together, and I can't say that it's the most comfortable position I'd ever been in. Joe and Alex are the only two people left in the classroom; everyone else had already packed up their stuff and left. Alex was still getting her books organized in her bookbag and fixing her hair and makeup in a little compact mirror. Joe was still sticking around also, looking casually around the room, probably pretending to look for something.
"Alex," Joe calls. "Can you help me with something?"
She'd just been starting to leave, but Joe's voice called her back.
"Sure, Joey." I can see him wince at the nickname, but the bitch doesn't notice.
"Uh, I was confused with the homework. We were supposed to take power notes on the third chapter of the textbook, right?"
"No, I think it was the fifth. But I can check." She sets down her bag and pulls out what is obviously her Chem binder. She spends a couple minutes leafing through it, then looks back up at Joe.
"Yeah, it was the fifth chapter. She said ten pages of notes." Her nose wrinkles. "Like, how do they expect us to do that? Some of us actually have lives. She might go home to her fourteen cats, but we have prior engagements and can't afford to be wasting time on note-taking." I roll my eyes at her stupidity. I'm pretty sure that her 'prior engagements' probably consist of her screwing the football team.
"I know, right." Joe plays along. "It's horrendous." He then looks at me and shoots a pointed look. I know that he's about to put the plan into action.
"Joe, why do you keep looking over at the door?"
"Oh, no reason. Also, I was wondering if you knew anything about this." He reaches into his own bag and pulls out the folder that we'd obtained the previous night. Her face pales, just looking at it.
"What is that?" She asks, her voice shaking.
"Let's go," I hiss at Tay and Kevin, and we bust out of the tiny closet like undercover spies.
"We know your secret, Alex Russo. And I'd suggest that you keep your mouth shut before things get too ugly."
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