Cammie POV

I woke up in the dark of my room.

The thing that disturbed me most was that there was a person in it.

I got up and reached out to the dark figure that towered over me.

They leaned away.

I screamed at the top of my lungs, my throat ripping in pain, as a hand covered my mouth and she yelled, "Shut UP! It's Macey!"

I tore my best friends hand from my mouth and half shouted-half whispered, "How the hell did you get in here?"

"Picked the lock," she said, shrugging it off.

"Nice."

"Well," she responded, "I try my best," then added, "So are you coming or not?"

"Yeah, hold on. Let me leave a note," I answered.

Got kidnapped by Macey.

Be back tomorrow.

Love you!

"Alright, let's go ," I said taping it to the fridge.

"Finally! I thought you were gonna take forever!" she said exasperated.

"Well do you know how hard it is to write in the dark?" I questioned honestly.

"Yeah..I do. But I do it a hell lot faster than you do!" she retorted.

"That's what she said," I whispered.

"Thank you for those fascinating images, Cameron. Now get in the car!"

"Your parents let you do this?" I asked, completely terrified.

"Psh...no way. I took the keys," she said matter-of-factly.

"OH MY GOD! WE'RE GONNA DIE!"

"No we won't. How do you think I got here?" she asked.

"...how many things did you run into...?" I questioned.

"Two. But that old lady shouldn't have been walking around at two in the morning! I mean, really, who does that?"

"MACEY!"

"HEY! If you don't like the way I drive, stay off the sidewalks!" she yelled as she floored, speeding away from the crime scene.

"Why are you kidnapping me, again?" I wondered three minutes later.

"Revenge: Part One," she said easily.

"Greaaatttt...Where are we going?"

"Zach's."

"Ugh. Why?"

"Because we hate him."

"Ugh. Why?"

"Because he's a whore."

"Ugh. Why?"

"Getta new catch phrase."

"Ugh. Why?"

"Shut up, Cameron!"

I think my eardrum just burst.

"Okay," I whispered.

"We're T.P-ing him," she said.

And I could see the evil glint in her eyes.

"Lovely," I muttered.

"And he's my neighbor," she added.

"Lovely."

"What did I say about catch phrases, Cameron?"

I rolled my eyes as she pulled up to his house.

And it began to snow...

...toilet paper that is...