Okay you are confused. But this chapter explains why Hannah has a "gun". I have the"" because….

Chapter 5 -it's all been a WHAT!

Hannah POV

I grinned at James, he grinned back. It was hilarious the way he had been acting at Thierry. He was so serious when he was really a laid back kind of guy.

"Hey guys" Thierry announced to us that he was here but we purposely ignored him. I decided to finally face him now.

The look on his face was hilarious. I was fighting to stay in character but it was just impossible.

Thierry looked horrified. Too horrified that I laughed. I laughed so hard it felt like I was becoming hysterical. James joined me.

Five more minutes later, we were still laughing.

"Hannah, why do you have a gun?" Thierry asked. He looked shocked now.

"Oh. This." I answered. I pointed to the "gun". He nodded.

"It's fake." Thierry shook his eyes. "No it's not."

"Yeah it is." I fired the"gun" at James chest. "Blood" came out. It pissed James off.

"This was a new shirt. I and Poppy have a date in three hours." James complained. He looked different from the guy that had talked to Thierry about thirty minutes ago.

When Thierry saw the red liquid come out, he became alarmed. "Hannah! Why would you shoot him?" He looked around for something to stop the bleeding and found a shirt.

"Thierry stop! The red liquid is fake. It's paint." I said to him, amused. "See?" I touched the paint.

I couldn't believe Thierry hadn't figured it all out. I wasn't going to help him. He had to find it all out on his own.

"So all this is fake?" Thierry asked unsure. I nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief. "You didn't honestly believe I would have a gun did you?" I asked him feeling annoyed. He blushed, "W W W Well It it It looked so rea real that I thought that it was…" I was torn between insult and irritation that he thought that I would actually have a gun. I don't even have a license!

I didn't even want to hold a real gun. This was fake!

Ignoring that, I told what this was. "This is a paintball g-"

I was cut off by the sound of prancing and there was only one person I knew who pranced. Poppy!

Poppy was James girlfriend. She was the most energetic girl I knew. She had red coppery curls that framed her pixie-like face. Her eyes were a burning green emerald. She was beyond beautiful which suited James who was beyond handsome. But I had no feelings for him, he was like my brother.

"James, I'm here! Did Hannah do the prank already?" Poppy shouted while going to James. I looked at James. He was the only that was suppose to know about this. James looked back and shrugged. We all forgot about Thierry and turned to Poppy.

Poppy pranced to James, her face gleeful. "Did she do it?" Poppy asked. "Did she do the

Prank?"

"What prank?" We all turned to Thierry. Poppy whispered something to James. I knew what she whispered to him.

"Nothi." I was cut off by Thierry whose eyes had turned from confused to disbelief and finally anger.

"Wait, was this the prank?" Thierry concluded. "Ummm, um , umm, it…." I wasn't able to finish the sentence. He had figured it all out.

"So all this is a prank?" Thierry clarified. I nodded.

Thierry POV

"So all this is a prank?" I asked her. I couldn't believe it. I never would have imagined gentle, wise, kind, caring, and beautiful Hannah to have done this.

I mean, I thought she really had a gun!

I thought she was my friend! My best friend!

I was furious at her. I wasn't going to talk to her for a long, long time. No matter how much she begged. I grinned evilly inside my head. I could be evil too if I wanted, which rarely happened. I cared for everyone.

We both knew she couldn't survive without talking to me for about one hour.

I looked at Hannah with furious eyes and she looked scared. I almost talked to her then because it pained to see her scared but I had to do this, for myself and for her. She had to learn to not to prank me this bad anymore. It was okay to prank lightly but not that much!

"Thierry?" She stuttered. I ignored her and looked at James.

"Were you part of this too?" He ignored me and continued adoringly at the pixie-like girl beside him. They looked in love.

"James!" I thundered. I did not have patience right now.

"Huh?" James looked at dumbly. I sighed inside myself, that's what happens when you're in love. You just see the person you love. Only.

"Were you part of this prank?" I asked again the lovesick guy.

He nodded. "So was I. Hi! I'm Poppy North, Jamie's girlfriend! Are you Thierry, Hannah's prank guy?" Poppy talked so fast I barely understood her.

"Yeah, I'm Thierry. Hannah's prank guy." I looked coldly at Hannah. She shrank under my gaze but then looked back at me.

I made my gaze more frightening but she still didn't back down. That's what happens when you've known someone for years. They know all your looks and dark side.

"Well…. nice to meet you!" Poppy noticed out staring contest and interrupted it. She held out her hand. I shook it.

"Thierry, do we go home now?" As much as I was angry at her, I couldn't leave her here. I nodded.

"Let me just clean up." Hannah went out of the room and went to the bathroom, as if she already went to this place before.

SHORT HANNAH POV

I couldn't believe this. We were supposed to enjoy this trip. But I had to go ruin it.

I was just supposed to prank him then tell him that we were going paintballing.

I went outside the door, facing the angry intent of my best friend.

Thierry POV (Told you it was going to be short)

Hannah went out of the bathroom and went to me. She had changed into a new shirt.

"Come on." I coldly said to her.

At The Car

"Hey Thierry I heard there was going to be a festival next week, want to go with me? It's in Friday." Hannah asked me.

I ignored her and focused on driving. "I'm busy on that day."

Suddenly, my cell phone ringed. I answered and found myself talking to Maya.

"Hello babe. I heard from my mom whose doing this festival that there's going to be a dance next Friday, want to come with?" Maya asked me.

This was perfect; I could spend time with my girlfriend.

"Yeah sure. I'm free next Friday." I answered her.

"'Kay, bye. Love you." Maya hanged up.

I looked at Hannah. We were at her house.

But Hannah didn't meet my eyes.

When I reached my house, I lied down on my bed.

I thought about what happened with Hannah.

She wanted to go to some classy place and it was actually a paintball place. I found out that now. Then, she pranked me. I had thought that the gun was actually a gun. It was a paintball gun.

After a few thoughts, I went to sleep.

Hannah POV

I cried when I got home. I had faced the wrath of cold Thierry. I hated it whenever he was mean.

Whenever he was, he would go into extremes to make me feel bad.

This was by far the worst. He had said he had something to do next Friday but Maya called he was now free.

Ass was the last thing I called him before I drifted into dreamland.

A/N; hi so a lot of you people are confused so here is the explanation why Hannah has a gun. Please read and review.