"Hey!" I heard someone yell from behind me. I spin round. It was the girl in the room next door. She was quite annoying, and always trying to be friends with Karen and me. I groaned inwardly.
"Hi Martha." I said unenthusiastically.
"Hey! So do you and Karen want to go down to the basement and play on the Wii they have there?" she asked me. I froze.
"No. No. NO NO NO!" I yelled. "I got trapped in that lift. I'm never going in it AGAIN!" I exclaimed. I then opened up my door and walked back in. I shut it behind me, and I heard knocking. "Karen, you get that." I whispered. She nodded, and opened the door.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Hey!" I heard the perky voice of Martha.
"Oh. It's you. What do you want?" Karen asked glumly. Karen was a bit more... open about hating Martha.
"Do you want to play on the Wii in the basement?" she asked.
"No. I'm staying here." Karen replied, slamming the door. I let out my breathe.
"So. What are we doing then?" I asked.
"I have no idea. But I think we're going out somewhere soon." She replied. I sighed. I was so bored.
Jake and I sat down on the tacky sofa in our hotels front room. I immediately wrapped my arms around him. He did the same. We were both, FREEZING.
Some of the older kids in the hotel, (17, 18, 19) had decided it was funny to throw the British people in the swimming pool. I swore under my breath. I could hear Jake do the same. "We have to get revenge." I said shakily.
"Yeah. But we won't be able to do it on our own." He replied.
"Maybe we could get some of the younger ones to help. Like, Karen and Ben's age." I added. He nodded. And I started to think.
Revenge. What could we do for revenge? Copying them and throwing them all into the swimming pool was unoriginal. And lame. Maybe we could trap them somewhere? Like the lift...
No! Nothing to evil. I did tend to get carried away with pranks sometimes. The only thing I could think of was chucking books at them. And that was only painful. It wasn't a prank. We could do the bucket of water above the door trick, but if the parents walked in, they would get the prank.
Wait, parents. Maybe that was the key. The one thing the teens were scared of were their parents.
And a prank was born.
"Come on! Checklist time! So, Martha, what did you manage to get?" I asked her as all the younger hotel kids lined up.
"Soap. And bubble mix. That was all I could get from the kitchen." She replied. I gave her a thumbs up, and ticked off soap and bubble mix off the list.
"I got lots of buckets." Her little brother replied. I ticked buckets off the list.
"What about you?" I asked the little girl who lived at the hotel. She'd been pranked a lot of times, and wanted to get her own back.
"Well, I got a copy of all the keys in the hotel. We can get into every room." She replied smugly. I gave her a high five.
"Ben? Karen?" I asked the two of them as I reached the end of the line.
"I got a ladder." Ben replied. He grinned, pulling it out of the room he shared with Jake.
"I got glue. Lots of glue." Karen replied.
"Perfect!" I replied, ticking the last of the objects off the list. "We're ready." I took the keys from the hotel girl, and she, Martha and her brother went to go distract the older ones. I ran and opened the rooms the teens and their parents were staying in.
Ben ran into the twins rooms, with the glue. I ran in the room of the one who had thrown me in the pool, and got help from Jake to carry the ladder in the room.
Karen ran into the other rooms, with the soap and bubble liquid.
I ran into the en suite and filled one of the buckets with water. I put the on the tops of the doors, and slid out of the distance between the door and the door frame. When we finished setting up buckets of water in the other rooms, Martha and the others came back.
I handed the girl who lived at the hotel the keys to the rooms, and she ran back to her parents room and put the keys back. We all ran into mine and Karen's room. And we had the door open, and talked loudly, pretending we had no idea about the pranks.
The parents and teens all came back to get ready for the karaoke party that was going to be happening later. We all went back to our rooms, but loomed in the hallways, waiting to see the effects of our hours of hard work. I watched as the first set of parents opened up their room door. And...
A giant bucket of cold water fell down. "Did you do this?" the dad asked, spinning round to look at his son. The son was laughing however, which made it seem like he had pulled the prank. One by one, all the parents opened the doors, and turned round to face their laughing teens. I grinned.
"I just wish we could see the rest of the stuff." I whispered to Karen as we retreated to our room to get ready.
I turned around and looked in the mirror that hung on the wall. I smiled. "How do I looked, turning to face Karen.
"You look amazing!" she exclaimed. I smiled.
"You do as well!" I exclaimed. She was wearing a hot pink dress, black leggings, and a lovely rose-ish cardigan. I then looked down at my own outfit. A turquoise dress, and a pair of flesh coloured tights. I sighed, and opened the door, and we walked out of our room.
It was quite fun writing this chapter. Especially planning the prank. You'll see the after effects of the glue, soap and bubble mix later. Mwahahaha, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!