((I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters from the books. I own Bree, and Brian. Nikki, Zeo, and Hannah are all my friend's creations. Enjoy this chapter. BTW, this chapter is in Bree's POV.))
My plan.
My wonderful, most thought out plan for revenge on Hannah.
To cut to the chase, it failed. And I'm covered in chocolate pudding.
I had spent the rest of yesterday researching methods of revenge/blackmail, and I found it!
I would break into Hannah's room, take something quite personal or embarrassing of hers, and keep it until school began again and then I would stick it to the bulletin board in our common room and I would label it Hannah's.
I approached Hannah's room I spotted her door very quickly. It was the one that looked a tornado had hit it. And there was rock music blaring from inside her room. There was a box taped to her door that read:
GAS MASKS: TAKE ONE! PLEASE!
Thinking that it was another one of Hannah's stupid jokes, I decided against taking a disposable gas mask. I turned the doorknob and quickly busted open the door.
Almost IMMEDIATELY the foulest smell reached my nose. I slammed the door and grabbed a gas mask. I would never have survived without one.
The next part of my plan happened quickly. I again busted open the door, and soon enough a pack of small, furry, and quite vicious creature began to bite me. I didn't know anything about them except one thing: THEY BITE REALLY HARD.
Then, out of the blue a bucket of pudding came crashing down on my head and soaked me with pudding. I wiped the pudding out of my eyes and looked up to see a hysterically laughing Hannah.
Oh joy.
Then, the worst happened.
"Hey Bree, what happened to you?" Said a familiar voice behind me.
It was Brian. GREAT, this is wonderful.
Brian reached down to me, wiped his finger on my face, and then put his finger in his mouth.
"Ooh, chocolate!" He exclaimed.
And so forth ended the stupidest Christmas of My. Entire. Life.