20.5| Being creative

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Chapter 20.5: Being Creative

Zoe's P.O.V💚

"What a little bitch!" Eliki hissed, her eyes glaring at my once white locker which is now full of vandalism.

Words that shouldn't be read aloud were written almost covering the white pain and when I opened my locker it was full of condom that had lotion in it.

Thankfully, my things were left untouched.

Some of the students were recording this and laughing to their friends. Jocks that stood a few meters away from us, looked at us with triumph smirk.

"Hey! Who the fuck gave you the right to record this?" Eliki called out, taking a step towards some of the students who hastily walked away.

The bell rang indicating it was the start of first period. People started to move away from us, their eyes giving us fleeting glances before walking away.

"What's your plan?"

I couldn't help but form a grin on my lips at the sudden idea that entered my mind.

"If she thinks I'd cry over this well newsflash, she picked the wrong bitch." I let out, before starting to clean the mess out of my locker.

"Oh my god! Hahahaha! I'm so freaking excited," Eliki was wheezing in laughter

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"Oh my god! Hahahaha! I'm so freaking excited," Eliki was wheezing in laughter.

I couldn't help but laugh along with her. I was pumping with excitement and the urge for revenge is deadly.

It was now around lunch time and we successfully finished all the things that needed to be done for the prank.

I looked at my watch, the short hand striking at 12 pm and the ring of the bell greeted us.

I looked at Eliki with a grin,"It's action time," before making our way towards the canteen.

The sprite on my hand tingling with anticipation.

The moment we stepped unto the canteen. It all seemed to quiet down, I looked ahead and was not surprised to see all the populars already seated in the usual table including Jane.

She was laughing wildly before one of her friends whispered something in her ear which made her stop mid-laugh and turn around.

I let a grin grace on my lips once we made eye contact. I started moving towards her and she stood up from her seat, meeting me halfway.

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