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OCTAVIAN DAY SCHOOL
Friday, April 14
2:35 P.M.
Last Period
"Dylan, did you get the lemon drink and salad dressing?" Massie asked.
"Yup."
"Kristen, do you have the tape?"
"Uh-huh."
"String?"
"Totally." Alicia put in.
"And Kuh-laire," Massie said, finally. "Did you help Brittany pick out an expensive outfit that includes white pants?"
"See for yourself." Claire grinned.
"I ahb-viously left my old 2-inch wedges in the locker room so she could steal them. That girl is a total thief. So this revenge scheme is done, done and done." Massie gave her friends a generous smile, even though she was still appalled by what Brittany had done. She would never admit it, but she was worried by that girl's courage. What if everyone else thought they could kick Massie Block too, now that someone had done it? What if the whole school turned against her for being such a bitch to everyone in the past and made Felicia their queen bee? The questions nagged her and annoyed her to death, but she couldn't help thinking about it. Hopefully her plan would solve all the problems.
"Let's go," Alicia said when the bell rang. "Ugh, I hate this Social Studies room. It smells like crap in here."
"I hear ya," Kristen said. "It reminds me of all that trouble in Camp Placid and how I didn't get to go because my parents are poor. Gawd. I am never, ever trusting Mr. Myner again. I still can't believe we actually got expelled and they let us back. It's so weird."
"Uh-huh," Massie said. "Can we cut the remembering and get on with this plan? I am so not letting Brittany get off the hook."
The girls went into the large OCD parking lot, where Brittany and just about the whole school was waiting for their buses. Massie smiled in anticipation of Brittany slipping on string and getting dunked by a certain liquid… on white denim jeans. This was going to be the highlight of her week. Massie waved her hand to the side and signaled for Alicia to tie the thin string between two Mercedes and watched in satisfaction as Brittany approached, pointing and laughing at Alicia, who was hunched over and hiding the string from Brittany's view.
"What are you doing, Alicia Rivera? Sniffing the tires? Hey, everyone! Alicia Rivera is on inhalants! She sniffs tires!" Brittany laughed hysterically, her head tilted all the way back. The Cute Suit laughed with her as they came by. Massie was ah-nnoyed that Brittany was so ridiculously cheerful. But it'll make it much better when I destroy her, she reminded herself.
Alicia finally finished tying the knots and stood up, giving Brittany the meanest look she possibly could. "Puh-lease, I was helping her with her flat tire," she said, pointing at Dylan. Dylan nodded. Brittany just gaped.
Brittany sniffled and tried to walk over to the other end of the parking lot, her wedge heels clinking noisily behind her. As she looked around, she didn't notice the barely visible white string that was positioned right under her knees…
"AAAAHHH!" Brittany screamed as she fell on her stolen shoes and plopped, headfirst, onto the cement. She gave a loud groan of pain. Everyone ran over to see what had happened. With all the people around, Dylan quickly slipped a cup of lemon juice right over Brittany's white pants and poured it all out. Nobody even noticed what she had just done. Massie walked over and pointed it out as the yellow juice made it its mark on Brittany's white denim jeans. "Ehmagawd look, everyone! Brittany peed her pants after she fell! EW!"
The girls all started laughing hysterically, even some of Brittany's friends. She was totally humiliated, but that wasn't all Massie had had planned. Kristen handed Claire some tape, and she grinned and took it. Then she knelt down and pretended to be concerned about Brittany. "Are you all right?" Claire asked, trying her hardest to look as if she felt sorry for her. She had Dylan's packet of opened salad dressing in one hand and the slip of tape in her other. She managed to put them together and stick it to the ground without Brittany or anyone else noticing. Brittany didn't even reply. She just groaned.
Massie stepped up right onto the packet and it all squirted out, right onto Brittany's mouth and the floor below. "OMG, look you guys. She threw up whitish yellowish crap all over the ground!"
"Ew!" Alicia screamed for effect. "That is disgusting!"
"Totally," Kristen added. "She peed AND threw up."
Everyone began laughing even harder and saying 'ew!'. People gave Brittany looks of absolute disgust, too, and people were slowly backing away from the unpredictably gross loser. This was even better than Massie had ever imagined it to be. She was amazed at how well it all worked out. True, it was Dylan's idea to trip her, but Massie had come up with all the details and the throw-up and peeing part of the scheme. She wasn't the ruler of OCD for no reason, after all.
Massie pretended to be looking around. Then she looked down at Brittany's shoes and shrieked as loud as she could while pointing, "Ehmagawd! Brittany Porter stole my wedge heels!"
Everyone turned to look down at Brittany's feet. She was thrashing around on the floor her feet flying in the air, but it was unmistakable- the large 'MASSIE' written at the soles (which Massie had added on the night before just so everyone would see the letters). Everybody was taking Massie's side, trying to grab the heels right off Brittany Porter's feet. Finally, Dylan managed to snatch them and handed them to Massie, who smiled and said "Thanks, Dylan."
"No problem," Dylan replied. "But that horrible smell IS a problem."
"It's disgusting!" Torry Jensen shouted.
"What has that girl been doing with herself?" Sydney Applebaum asked over everyone's shouts.
Massie grinned. Alicia had just opened a jar of rotten eggs that she'd swapped from the science lab for their lab project. It was only a foot away from where Brittany was, but nobody saw it because it was right under the car next to Dylan's. With all that was going on, nobody would bother looking under there.
"I think I'm going to asphyxiate on that sick odor of her feet," Massie declared, pinching her tiny nose and waving her hand around the air.
"My feet do NOT smell! And I did not pee on myself or throw up! At least, I don't think I did…" Brittany looked slightly confused, which made the situation even more hilarious. Everyone started up laughing at her again. Finally Brittany declared angrily, "This is all a setup. And I never stole Massie's shoes!" She was suddenly standing up. Her face was Revlon red and she looked totally humiliated and angry. Massie smiled at the look on Brittany's face. It was totally priceless.
"Puh-lease!" Massie said. As if Brittany could deny the evidence that was right there in front of everyone. Her pants were yellow and wet, there was slimy stuff all over her mouth, the shoes she had been wearing said 'Massie' on them, and there was a nasty smell as soon as her shoes had come off. Who could deny that? "Those shoes have my name on it, right there in big letters! You think you could steal them from me without getting caught?"
"I…um…" Brittany backed off as she saw the other girls, arms folded across their chests, glaring at her.
"Does anyone want to hear some Brittany gossip?" Claire asked. "Twenty points."
Everyone crowded around Claire. Brittany's eyes widened. "Last night she went over to Derrick Harrington, Massie's boyfriend's house, and she stalked him and actually went in his house and peed there! And she didn't lock the door so Derrington walked in on her!"
The girls gasped. "Seriously?" Julianna Newman asked. "And she didn't tell me?"
Brittany's eyes brimmed with tears as she turned away from the crowd of girls that were looking at her in anger. She was humiliated and confused. She didn't even know that the Pretty Committee had done it. All she knew was, she could never show her face in public again. And with that, she ran. As fast as she could, and shoeless at that. Alicia closed the egg jar and the smell finally left. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank Gawd that's over," Massie said. She rolled her eyes. "Ah-mazing job, you guys."
"That was awesome," Claire said. "Brittany finally got what she deserved."
"She is finished." Massie said.
"Done."
"Done."
"Done."
"And done."
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