A/N: Okay, here we have it - sweet revenge! It's short, ridiculous, but also strangely enough where the idea for this entire story originated from. Yeah, I'm mad.
For best results, read while listening to The Rolling Stones 'Paint It Black' -Enjoy!
As he made his way towards the locker rooms, Reid thought about the practise they had just finished. It was a solo training session for the boy's varsity team, and they had been working with one of the JV swimmers, trying to get him good enough to fill Baby Boy's shoes, or rather, Speedos, but so far…
He shook his head.
As soon as they had left that night, he realised how badly he'd fucked up. He'd never gone after his best friend before, but Talia had just got him so wound up that night, he still had no clue what he'd been thinking. He knew Ty would forgive him eventually, he always did, but Tal…she was a different matter.
Tal and Tyler had stopped avoiding him, but they weren't exactly talking to him, either. He had tried to apologise to Ty on Monday, but he had just told Reid to give them time. Every time he went near Talia alone, she got this dark look that warned him off. It was kinda scary.
He was standing there, eyes closed under the shower, getting the chlorine out of his hair and off his body, when he smelled a strange odour. Damn, the drains must be blocked again! Shaking his head, he leaned back, eyes still shut, to rinse the shampoo out of his hair.
"What the fuck?!" he heard someone swear. God, I hope the drains aren't overflowing. Opening his eyes, he looked to his right, keeping his eyes at eye level and saw Aaron Abbot, covered in black water.
He quickly realised that the strange smell was coming from the water, and that the water was coming out of all the shower-heads. Including his.
Quickly stepping out of the spray, he grabbed at towel and wrapped it round his naked waist. Looking down, he saw that the water dripping down his body was staining the towel pitch black. No, no, no, no!
He ran to the nearest mirror and stared in shock at his shaggy black hair.
Around him, the other guys were reacting the same way, yelling expletives and running for towels. Caleb optimistically was trying the other showers, trying to find one to rinse off under, but all of them were broken. Or fixed. Someone did this on purpose.
"I can't get the door open!" yelled the JV kid, standing at the doors to the main hallway.
"Move!" ordered Aaron as he pushed the kid to the side. He shook the door handle a couple of times, before using his body as a battering ram. No luck.
"The one to the pool is stuck too. I think someone's chained it, there's black paper over the windows." Pogue shouted from the other side of the room.
Everyone had the same idea at the same time.
"Help!"
The shouts went on for a few moments until a few notes of music started blaring over the P.A.
"I don't fucking believe it!" Reid yelled, instantly recognising the song.
"I see a red door and I want to paint it black…"
Suddenly, the door from the pool was flung open and the coach was standing there, with what seemed like half the student body behind him.
"What happened?!" yelled Abbot, not care that he had shouted at a teacher.
"Someone chained the doors! And what they've done to the pool…" he was shaking his head in disbelief.
The team walk slowly out, getting gasps from the rest of bystanders. Sarah, Tyler and Tal came rushing over. "What hap- Ohmygod Reid! What happened to your hair?" Sarah gasped. Reid just frowned, pushing past to see what happened to the pool.
It was, of course, black. Thick, solid, inky, black. The really surprising thing was the hundreds of rubber duckies floating on the water, their bright yellow coloring contrasting violently with the pool.
Reid felt someone move up to stand next to him. He looked over at her, and she cocked her head, saying the first thing to him since the party.
"I love this song!"