Chapter 3 ~ Lying
Don't stop now; we're ready to go,
We're at the best part of the show.
Turn the lights out, it's over.
The night's just about to explode...
I know you're lying to me 'cause your palms start to sweat
And your knees are getting heavy...
Eyes closed, your lyin' to me, when your heart starts to race,
And your feet are gettin ready.
RPOV
We had just arrived at school for our last day of school. Me dressed in a pair of ripped short-shorts, a white shirt that had 'YOU OVER DID IT DOLL' written on it in faded black writing, a pair of black Gucci sunglasses on my head, a black wallet in my hand, my IPhone in my back pocket, a pair of black stilettos and a black leather jacket. Lissa with a pink blouse on, black suit pants, pink stilettos, a black bow in her hair and a big, black Chanel bag hooked on her elbow. Usually we didn't get dressed up like this, but it was our last day and it had to look expensive so that when we did the prank it would seem it wasn't us.
I jumped out of the driver's side of my red Ferrari, Lissa jumping out of the passengers. We strolled towards the place where the new kid, Dylan Nakumarra, sat with his buddies. I turned to Lissa when we were right in front of the group.
"Hey Liss? I'll meet you inside in a second, okay? I just have to speak to my special boy. Okay?" This was all a part of the plan. All the boys looked at each other, as if to say, 'is she talking about me? Or you?' Lissa nodded.
"I'll meet you in homeroom in a minute." With that she smiled and walked off. I turned around and made my way over to Dylan, a flirty smile on my face.
"Hey Dylan." I batted my eyelashes and strutted over to where he sat. I sat down on his lap and put one arm around his neck while the other was playing with one of his curls. He grinned at me. I smiled flirtily back. Ugh, this is so disgusting. "Sooo... what are you doing for lunch today? If you aren't doing anything... well, maybe you could take me out? I don't know... like a date or something? It will have to be today though cause, well, today is my last day." I looked up from under my eyelashes and gave him a small smile. Time for even more drama.
"Oh, Dylan! I tried to stay away from you... but I couldn't take it anymore! So... will you go out with me?" I gave him a hopeful yet flirty look.
He grinned like he had just won a million dollars. "Sure. Where do you want to go? I'll take you anywhere you want."
I sat there and pretended to think. "OH! I know! My dad's away for the day, he's at some meeting or something a rather today so... you could come to my house. How does that sound?" I asked all the while stroking his face, playing with his shirt or his hair.
A mischievous look flashed across his face. "Okay."
I kissed him square on the lips. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I kissed him again just for effect than jumped up off his lap.
A confused look came onto his face. "Hey Rose. Where are you going?" he stood up. He was about my height, maybe taller, with curly black hair, big gray eyes and a nice tan.
"Oh. Homeroom. School starts in a few minutes." He put his arm around my waist.
"Well then let me walk you there."
I grinned at him. "Why, thank you." We made our way off to homeroom, all the student body looking at Dylan and me with a curious glance. Why are they dating? Since when did they become a couple?
I couldn't help but grin to myself. This is going to be the best prank ever. He dropped me off at homeroom and left. I texted everyone at school, teachers and students. Except Dylan and said to sign in to Facebook at lunch time to get a live feed of an awesome prank and not to tell anyone else because anyone could be the prankee. Instantly I got messages back saying they would and that they were so excited.
I smiled at Lissa who had just gotten off the phone to dad and his friends, letting them in on the prank and what they were to do. She smiled at me.
"All set to go. You got him to go out with you?" She asked a small smug smile on her face. I smirked at her.
"Of course." I gave her the 'look'. "What? Did you think I couldn't do it? Liss let me ask you something, what is one of my many names?"
She pretended to think. "Hmm, let me think... oh! I know!" She held up a finger. "Bitch... Boyfriend Stealer... Vasillisa Dragomir's Best Friend... Queen of Pranking... Flirting Queen?"
"Exactly." We burst into a fit of giggles.
.o.O Time Warp O.o.
After my last class for the morning it was morning tea. I made my way over to Dylan's car, where he was leaning against the bonnet.
"Hey, sexy." I purred walking up and hooking my arms around his neck. Eww... I so didn't want to do this, but it was the best way to get revenge.
He blushed. "You're not so bad yourself." He replied.
"'Not so bad'? Are you serious? I am the Succubus." I said mockingly, popping my hip out to the side and putting a hand on it.
He blushed darker. "Argh... umm...ehhh..." He seemed incapable of forming a full sentence around me. Awe... how cute... and stupid.
"Awe... you're so cute!" I grabbed his hand. "C'mon! We have to go 'cause if they catch us out here it's bye-bye date with me, okay?" He nodded. An idea snuck into my mind. "Hey, umm, Dylan? Can I drive?" He looked like he was fighting what he should do; let me drive... or not. Time to work some magic. "Please?" I pulled out the puppy-dog eyes. "Pretty please with me on top?" I batted my eyelashes.
He laughed. "Sure. Why not?" He threw the keys to my opened hands where they landed square in the middle.
I grinned at him. "Thanks." I jumped in and giggled when I heard what song he was listening to. "Candyman? By Aqua?" I burst into a fit of giggles again.
He blushed darker. "Uhh... yeah. My, arh, cousin left it in here." It was so obvious he was lying but I decided to play along.
"Oh, okay. Has she heard Dr Jones? That's one of my favourites." I said still playing along.
He looked as if he was trying to decide whether he should say something or not. I guess after a while he chose not. I pulled into our driveway. Dylan looked gobsmacked; his mouth was hanging open, his eyes wide and I could have sworn there was a bit of dribble on his chin.
I rolled my eyes and closed his mouth. "Careful. You might catch a few flies." I told him. He looked at me.
"You seriously live here? Oh my God. This is amazing." He said as we walked through the front door.
"Duh. Of course I live here." Our five-star cook, Lawrence, poked his head around the corner, obviously in the prank like all of our staff and my father.
"Oh! Miss Mazur! Your home! I thought you weren't coming home till this afternoon, for lunch. Would you like the usual?" Lawrence asked still playing the loyal servant; he was great at it because he wanted to be an actor if he couldn't become a cook.
"Well I was going to come for lunch but," I reached out and hooked my arm through Dylan's. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a camera hidden in the bushes, live stream to the internet. This is the best! "I have a date with my special boy." I turned to Dylan and fluttered my eyelashes; in return he smiled and blushed.
"Oh! Well congratulations, Miss. Would you like me to bring up anything?" Lawrence asked, pretending he was happy for me.
"Uh, yeah. We'll be down in the theatre. Okay? So can you bring, like, appetizers and stuff?" I asked.
"Yes. I will, Miss." He nodded and turned back into the kitchen, but not before he gave me a wink. I checked to see if Dylan saw but he was too busy looking at the swords hung on the wall. He reached out to touch one.
"Hey! I wouldn't touch that if I was you. They're rigged with alarms that will go straight to my dad, will bring nearly the entire police force down here and will let the guard dogs out in a matter of seconds. So again I wouldn't touch that if you value your life." I told him, my arms crossed over my chest.
His eyes grew wide. "Cool." He breathed.
I rolled my eyes and started playing the whole 'ditsy-girl-in-love'. "Come on. The theatre is down this way." I grabbed his hand in mine and dragged him down the hall. I stopped outside one of the doors and looked inside. "Oh. Hey Uncle Bruce. When did you get home?"
Uncle Bruce looked up. "Hey beautiful. Uh, I got home about an hour ago? Yeah, that's right, about an hour ago. How was your day so far? I know you're not finished school yet." He pointed an accusing finger at me. I laughed and put my hands up above my head.
"Busted." I laughed again and so did he. Dylan stood beside me nervously. "No, school hasn't finished yet, it's just morning tea. So Dylan and I came here to eat something and watch a movie."
Uncle Bruce pretended to notice Dylan for the first time and was looking him up and down. I'm pretty sure I heard Dylan gulp. Uncle Bruce finally spoke. "You boy seem okay. But," He held up a hand when Dylan tried to speak. "You break here heart and not only will I break your neck I'll break your next girlfriend's as well."
Dylan looked like he was about to crap himself. I spoke at Uncle Bruce with a fake frown on my face. "Uncle Bruce. Don't. He won't will you, Cupcake?" I turned to Dylan. He shook his head so fast I was surprised it didn't go flying off. "Anyway. We better be going. Come on, Honey." I led him out of the room. On my way out I noticed a camera pen on the table. Huh. Smart.
I lead him to my father's office. It had 'Abe Mazur's Office; if you're not invited go away.' A few years ago Lissa and I had scribbled 'ZMEY' on the door. Zmey means snake in Russian, one of the many languages Lissa and I spoke. Dylan shuddered and stopped walking. He started to shake his head really fast. "Oh, no. No, no, no. I thought you said that we were going to the theatre. Not your dad's office."
"We are. But the keys for the theatre are in Baba's office."
A confused look came onto his face. "Baba?"
Oops. I forgot they don't know what Baba means. "Yeah. Baba means father in Turkish. Sorry, I forgot that no one else knows about that. That I'm part Turkish, I mean."
He nodded. "Now I understand." He took a step back. "But I'm still not going in there."
I rolled my eyes. "He's not here, remember? He's in Bangkok or something." I grabbed his hand and with my free hand the handle of the door. "Come on scaredy pants. I'm here... and holding your hand so you can't get scared now. Okay?"
He nodded. "Okay." He whispered.
When I opened the door I went in first, dragging Dylan behind me, an evil grin on my face, which he couldn't see BTW. We went around the corner of the office to where I knew my Baba and a few of his 'gangster' pals were waiting.
"HOLY SHIT!" Dylan screamed when we rounded the corner and my dad and his friends were sitting there with guns pointed at us. Suddenly there was a dripping noise.
Frank, one of my dad's closest friends', started laughing. He was laughing so hard he went bright red. "Daisy here peed himself!" He gawfed. Soon everyone else joined in, because like he said, Dylan had peed himself. So that's what the dripping noise was... gross. I shuddered.
"Eww! You... peed... yourself!" I got out between laughs. Dylan just stood there nearly crying. Eventually we stopped laughing.
"Rosemarie Hathaway Mazur! Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Asked Baba playing the grumpy father, even though he was trying not to laugh. I looked at Dylan.
"Yes. Dylan?" He looked at me. "I don't love you. Never have, never will. It was all just a big prank. So... yeah, gotcha!" I waved my hands around my head. Dylan looked heartbroken. I rolled my eyes. "Get over it honey buns. It was just a joke. God. You would think we killed a puppy and then had hot dogs with it being the sausage." His bottom lip started to quiver. Oh shit. What am I going to do? I can so not turn up to school with a guy who is sobbing hysterically and smells like pee ... OH! I know! "Jana!" I yelled out. A small woman with shoulder length brown hair in a pony tail rushed out. "Can you please take Dylan here to school after you, arh, clean him up?" She nodded and grabbed the arm of the now sobbing Dylan and left the room.
"Okay Baba, I better be off." I told him, kissing him on the cheek. "See you later." I said with a wink. Getting the double meaning in my words he gawfed. A few minutes later I was pulling up in front of school. As I walked to the canteen I was applauded, cheer at and praised by the other students. Ahh... I sighed, to be queen again. Now part two... getting expelled. I sought out Lissa when I entered the canteen. I walked over to her.
"ROSE!" She squealed, runny up and practically jumping onto me.
"Oomph!" I gasped when she ran into me.
Lissa blushed. "Soz Rose honey but it's just so cool! Our vid has only been on YouTube for all of about five minutes and it's already viral! This is so awesome!"
"OH MY GOD!" I squealed playing along. "How many views Liss?" I asked putting my hands on her shoulders to stop her bouncing so high she would go through the roof.
"Uh, at the moment? I don't know, just let me check." She whipped out her phone and had a look. A grin broke out on her face. "Over six thousand." She giggled.
"Hehe. Time for part two." I grinned evilly. I walked over to the tuckshop line and waited there. I pretended to drop my phone, not picking it up. When a girl bent to pick it up, I screamed. In the corner of the canteen I saw Lissa with her phone, videotaping it all. "Hey! That's my phone your stealing! Help! Help! This- this- monster just tried to steal my phone! You are a horrible person!" I shouted at the girl, who looked like she was just about to break down in tears. "I hope you rot in hell!" Okay, I guess I was getting a bit dramatic. One of the teachers came, gave me my phone and took the girl off, who was now crying.
After eating my lunch I stretched and yawned. "Ugh. Liss, toilets?" She nodded getting up. When we walked into the toilets all the girls scurried out, even the older ones. When we had made sure all the stalls were empty I proceeded to pull out firecrackers, streamers and spray paint. We put firecrackers in the bin, streamers everywhere and proceeded to right rude comments, lyrics from our favourite songs, funny pictures and quotes and signed our names everywhere. I turned to Lissa.
"Finished?" I asked. She nodded. "Okay then, quickly use the fire magic to light the crackers and let's get out of here." She nodded and flicked her hands at each of the bins, causing a sizzling sound and a burnt rope and rubber smell to start filling the room.
"RUN!" We shouted, bursting through the doors out into the hallway. Everyone turned to watch us run down the hall like mad people. We stopped and turned when we were far way not to get burnt but were close enough to see. Everyone just looked at us for a little more when they started to continue off to class. There was a massive explosion that caused everyone in the corridor to scream and drop to the ground. Everyone except Lissa and I though, who leaned closer to see what was happening.
The bathroom doors, which were glass, were swinging wildly as the fire crackers went off, sending bright flashing lights throughout the hallway. People had now gotten over the screaming and had sat up or were standing up to see what was happening in the bathroom. When it finished everyone turned to look at us. I shrugged, grabbed Lissa's arm and started to pull her away from the bathroom at which she had a goofy grin on her face. I rolled my eyes. Hmm, I was doing that a lot today. "C'mon Liss. We gotta leave before the-" I was cut off by a deep stern voice.
"Before what, Miss Mazur?" Asked Mr Henley, a bossy ass teacher whose hobby was to follow me and give me detention. The other students in the hall cringed.
I stood taller and held my ground. "Before the smoke makes my eyes water and the smoke alarms go off and the water sprinklers mess up my hair. What do you think I was talkin about you asshat? The weather?" I snarled, having put up with his shit for a few months now. We hadn't done anything majorly bad apart from when I put the sports coach in a wheel chair 'cause I found out he was a major perv and had put cameras in the girls changing room. I was now sick of all his crap and was going to give him a piece of my mind.
He growled and turned to look out at the students in the hall. "Who did that to the toilets?" He roared. None of the students said anything. He growled again and stomped in there. A few seconds later there was an angry shriek and he came storming out of the bathroom. "You two," He said grabbing our arms. "What have you got to say for yourselves before I take you to the principal's office? Anything you say or do will be held against you."
Lissa snorted. "What are you? A police officer? Geeze. I'm calling my lawyer, sir." She told him with a mocking tone that turned his face as red as a tomato. He shook her. "CHILD ABUSE!" She screeched over and over again till he let her go. She humped. "Look what you did to my hair, you inconsiderate asshole." She told him fixing up her now messy hair.
I laughed till he gave me the death stare. "What you lookin at, punk?!" I snarled. "What do I have to say about what we just did?" As I was talking I held out my fingers counting. "One, it was absolutely awesome. Two, the toilets were crap and needed a makeover anyway. And three, I was saying earlier that you're a fascist asshole and that we had to leave before the teachers came. But to late they're here and they saw the whole thing." I told him with a smirk. This was too good to be true. Thank the Lord - not that I'm religious or anything.
I had noticed that the teachers were here when he started to shake Lissa. I just pretended to not notice them until I had gotten my point across. Mrs Dusken, the principal spoke up. "Mr Henley, if I was you I would let the poor child go." Mr Henley slowly turned around.
He sighed, "I'm sorry. I'll go pack up my office."
"That would be smart, Mr Henley." He nodded and walked off.
Lissa and I waved at him. "Bye Mr Henley!" We called. "It was fun knowing you!" He turned and glared at us. We giggled.
"Girls!" We stopped and turned to Mrs Dusken.
"Yes, Miss?" Asked Lissa feigning innocence.
"My office. Now." Mrs Dusken told her, her voice stern.
I sniggered. "Busted." Mrs Dusken turned her cold stare on me.
"You are coming to my office as well." This time it was Lissa's turn to snigger.
.o.O Time Warp O.o.
"Now girls, do you understand what you did wrong?"
"Yes." Lissa and I were sitting in front of Mrs Dusken's desk while she gave us the 'speech'. I decided to tune her out. After a while Lissa leaned forward.
"You will let us have lunch before you send us home, won't you? They're selling donuts today, Rose's favourite. And lemon slice, my favourite. Won't you let us have lunch and then send us home?" I could tell by the way she was talking that she was using compulsion.
Mrs Dusken sighed. "Uh, I guess so. But as soon as lunch is finished you come straight here and I call your father. Understand?" We nodded. "Good. Of you go." We picked up our bags and left the office.
"Thanks Liss." I said as we made our way towards the cafeteria.
"No probs, Rose. I know how much you love your donuts." I nodded.
"Definitely." I sighed. After getting our donuts and lemon slice we made our way over to our table where everyone knows not to sit. Except now there were three people were sitting in our seats. "Hey," I snarled when we reached our table. Lissa stood to my right, a pissed look on her face. "You can't sit here. This is our table." The three people looked up. I noticed that they were all boys and that two of them where from the other night; they were the ones who Lissa had been flirting with while I had a screaming match with Janine. I had no idea who the third one was. He was definitely a moroi, tall, well built with light green eyes like Lissa and messy blonde hair. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "You two," I sat down across from them. "What are you doing here and who the hell is that?" I asked pointing to the blonde guy with them.
The ranga spoke up. "That's Adrian. My name is Mason and this is Jamie."
"Hmph. What do you want?" Growled Lissa. She was obviously pissed.
"We found that vid you posted earlier today with that boy. Funny, by the way. But that is beside the point." Jamie said taking Lissa and I in with an appraising look, like he was trying to see why we were being cold hearted bitches. "We just have to wait for two others before we can tell you what we are doing here. Ah. Here they are now." I had just finished my donut and Lissa her slice when two guys walked up.
The first was moroi. He was tall, taller than Lissa, and had piercing blue eyes like ice and dark black hair in a shaggy do to top it off. He was buff, as buff as a moroi could get, and had what looked like a permanent sneer on his lips. His ice cold gaze softened when it landed on Lissa. Aww... cute.
Lissa's voice spoke in my mind. The guy with the blue eyes is cute. Can I have dibs?
I nodded, a small up-down of my head that was barely noticeable. I noticed everyone in the room was staring at us. I glared at a couple of kids who quickly turned away.
The second was obviously a dhampir. He was really tall, and I mean really, he towered over me, nearly double my height, he had broad shoulders and strong arms, you could see his six-pack through his tight navy shirt, long brown hair that fell to his shoulders and a chiselled jaw and cheek bones. He was hot, to put it simply.
Adrian spoke up. "The asshat with the blue eyes is Christian and the dick with the long hair is Dimitri." I stiffened. Dimitri? Shit.
I put on a flirty grin and turned to Adrian. "Dimitri? As in Dimitri Belikov?"
He frowned. "Yeah. Do you two know each other?"
Dimitri looked puzzled. Good. "No. I don't know her. Should I?" He asked looking at me.
"I think you should." I purred getting out of my seat and walking around the table to him.
He sighed when I stood right in front of him. "I wish I did remember beautiful. What's your name?"
"Rose." I breathed seductively.
He sighed again. "A beautiful name for a beautiful woman."
I glared at him. "That's not what you said last time."
His eyes opened wider and I could feel everyone in the cafeteria lean closer in anticipation. They could practically smell the fight. "Last time?"
"You mean you don't remember?" Asked Lissa with a pissed off look on her face.
"No. Should I?" He was looking really confused now.
"Yes, Dimitri, you should. I am the girl who you told in year seven she was ugly and no one would love her. I am the girl whose heart you broke." Everyones' eyes at the table went big, and I mean really big.
"Rosemarie Hathaway?" Asked Dimitri, a look of surprise on his face.
"Yes. But it's Mazur now." I said putting my hands on my hips.
"But you were ugly." He said with a surprised tone. Ohh! That is it! I pulled back my fist and let it fly.
Rose's Outfit:
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