Sleepover

Bree and Katkin stood on each short side of the mattress on the floor. They pulled on the ends of a fitted sheet, trying to make it fit over the square corners. Bree managed to pull both her cornes in place, and Katkin sat down on her butt to fix her side. She got the third corner in place, and then simple gave up on the fourth.

"It'll do. I'll just have my feet this way." She said and stood up to unpack her bag.

Bree sat on the edge of her bed, and watched. As she saw Katkin pick up an extra t-shirt she suddenly remembered the notes. After dinner, and having gone outside to shoot some targets, she had completely forgotten about it. She had been totally relaxed just hanging out with Katkin all afternoon. Now that she saw the bag again, she immediately became tense again. Was she gonna ask her about it, or just pretend like she didn't saw a thing? Before she decided however, Katkin shook her shirt to unfold it, and more confetti sized notes rained out into the room.

"What?" Katkin let go of the shirt and picked up a handful.

Bree froze. Her hands were clenching the mattress she sat on, and she did not blink once, as she watched Katkin turn a note around to read it.

"You're cute?" she read out loud.

Katkin looked up at Bree, showing her the note. She laughed.

"What are these? Who would have put them in my bag?"

Bree relaxed, uncertain. They weren't hers? Katkin flipped through some more of them. She chuckled as she read them.

"Oh I think I understand!" She said and turned around to her backpack again.

She picked up more things and more confetti fell out. She turned the bag upside down, emptying it.

"Classic!" She exclaimed, and looked up at Bree again.

Bree didn't follow at all. She got off the bed and picked up some notes as well, to confirm that they were the same. She gave Katkin a questioning face.

"It's the others. Amber and Beth and the gang. This feels like a Carl thing though. He did a similar thing but with a whole lot of normal sized papers with pictures of Coach Saree on them, put them in Dabrias locket. It's a prank."

"Oh… So it doesn't mean anything?" Bree asked and sat down with her on the floor.

She couldn't help but to feel a little disappointed. Why did she feel that way though? She should be happy that it was just a prank and that she didn't have to waste time on finding who potential secret admirer could be.

"Mean anything?"

"I just meant… ehm, it's not like the person who did it actually think these things?"

"Carl? I mean I don't know. Maybe he thinks my eyes are cute?" Katkin laughed and held up a note, and batted with her eyes. "No, if anything it means that they weren't true to the truce. That they made themselves!"

Bree pressed her lips together and nodded.

"I see."

"What? Is something wrong?" Katkin raised an eyebrow and leaned in closer to meet Bree's eyes.

Bree looked away, so that Katkin couldn't read her face.

"No, I'm just new to this whole thing. You know? I never did any pranks, or received any... "

Bree stood up, and started to unmake her bed, and putting away stuff that was in the way. She tried to distract herself, and shake the feeling of disappointment.

"What do you mean? This stuff was in my bag."

"Yeah… No you're right it's no big deal."

"Bree?" Katkin lowered her voice, speaking softly.

Bree turned around, and realised how close Katkin suddenly was. She hadn't heard her move. She crossed her arms over her stomach, taking a defensive pose. Katkin put her hands on Brees elbows, and looked at her face until Bree lifted her gaze to meet her eyes.

"Bree, is there something you're not telling me?"

They looked at each other. Bree tried to decide whether to tell Katkin or not, that she also got the notes. She figured there was no harm.

"I also got some." She said, and made a face. "Or rather a lot. My whole locker was full of them."

"I see. I think we just got double pranked then." Katkin said and let go of Bree and turned back to her bag.

Bree relaxed her shoulders and sat down. She let out a relieved sigh.

"I think their plan probably was for one of us to think that the other had left the notes." Katkin blurted out. "It's usually more thought behind the prank than just the inconvenience of it."
Bree froze again. She started to believe that maybe Katkin could read her mind.

"Anyways. Do you wanna watch a movie or something before we sleep?" Katkin turned back to Bree with her school-laptop in hand.

"Yeah sure." Bree said and scouched over so that she could fit on the bed.

She couldn't take anymore of this rollercoaster, and decided to just go with Katkins flow.

Katkin climbed up, and they sat with their backs against the wall. She scrolled through a streaming site, and they decided on an old cartoon that wasn't to long.