Alone In the Middle(Ch.3)

by Dragonfly in World of Books

CHAPTER THREE
“So Jamie. What are you going to do?” Jamie blushed, but kept walking. “I don't know what you're talking about.” she said, blushing even deeper. I shoved her playfully. “You know, the Kevin factor. What if he asks you out?” This caused Jamie to stop and turn. Hands on her hips with a glare that made me want to shrink with fear, she said, “Lisa! You know I'm not aloud to have a boyfriend until fifteen! I'd have to hide it. I don't want to do that!” With this, she continued walking. “Besides, where would I find the time?” With this she gave me a sly look. This caused me to laugh out loud. Jamie has an extremely busy schedule. Along with violin, piano, dance and singing lessons, she has taken on tennis. She definitely would not have the time for a boyfriend.
We were on our way to Melody's. It was Tuesday morning and I once again had gotten up and out before 7:20. No one had bothered me for the rest of the night, not even the monsters. Hiding the outfits was step one. Step Two, well, I wasn't sure what to do for Step Two.

After picking up Melody, I told my friends about my little plan for revenge. I asked for some ideas for Step Two. Jamie and I both came up with some good ideas, but it was Melody who had the best one.

"Listen, here's mine." Jamie and I leaned in closer. "We-" Ring! Darn that bell! "I'll tell you at lunch. See you then!"

I waited four periods for lunch. Just when Jamie and I were about to die from curiosity,(we have fourth together) we were saved by the bell. We scurried like two barn mice to are lockers.

"What do you think her idea is Lise?" asked Jamie as she and I opened our lockers. "I don't know Jamie. Maybe Suki being put in their lunches!" We giggled. "Or maybe the monsters themselves!" Now we were outright laughing! It was just too funny! "Come on Lise. Let's go find out Melody's master plan!"

"So, Mel, what's the plan? We're dying to know!" Melody smiled. She simply sat down, and started eating. No, she sat down, picked up her napkin daintily and laid it on her lap. Then she pushed all her back, daintily picked up her fork and started eating."Melody!" Melody smiled again. She was oh so obviously enjoying her hold over us. Jamie and I looked at each other, at Melody, and at each other again. Then we simultaneously kicked Melody under the table. "Ow! Okay, okay, I'll talk. Honestly!" She leaned in, signaling us to do the same. "Okay, listen. You know how the divas always wear their dance outfits to school the day of the dance? So that way they don't have to change much?" Jamie and I nodded. Melody continued. "Well, wouldn't it be horrible if the day of the dance, after they'd already set everything up, they're just happened to be a food fight. And that the divas just happened to be in the middle of it?" I looked at Jamie and Jamie looked at me. I couldn't keep the smile from creeping on to my face. We looked at Melody. "Go on." I said. Melody smiled. And with that, Melody unraveled the best master plan ever.

Two Weeks Later
"Okay, Melody, Jamie," I looked at both my friends, their faces filled with excitement. "Are y'all ready for this?" They nodded, to excited to speak. "Great. Let's go!" We walked through are cafeteria doors. It was Friday, November 17. It was the last day before Thanksgiving break, also the day of the dance. My sisters looked extremely fabulous in their new outfits. Too bad that was about to change.

For our plan, we'd decided to start the food fight accidentally. We got a friend of ours, Grace O'Malley, to walk by the divas table, where are sisters happened to be sitting on the edge. As she walked by, she would just happen to trip and just happen to dump her lunch on my sister, Ann. Ann was very temperamental, much more then her twin. She'd hit the jock sitting across from her to get back at Grace, so he would jump up and throw the mashed potatoes at Grace who would know to duck. After that, it would be an all-out war.

"Look, you guys, here she comes." I hit my friends frantically. Grace was walking by the divas. "Here she goes..." We watched intently. Suddenly, my sister was hit with a wave of jello. She screamed and, with an angry look on her face, did exactly as planned. Grace ducked, leaving some poor kid to get the bad end of the mushy mashed potatoes. Soon, there was nowhere to hide. Luckily, we were out in the hallway, on our way to the bathroom.