The Matchmaker

The act of revenge Part 2

(This picture is of Autumn)



"Hehehe..." Autumn said as she dumped a box of large tacks on the library table. "You sound evil." I said as I watched her put super glue to the bottoms. "The tacks where Jerome's idea..." Autumn said as-a-matter-of-factly. I noticed a scar on her wrist. She saw me looking at it and pulled her sleeve to cover it. "I-I got cut with one of the tacks." She murmured. I shrugged and continued observing her evil plan. Jerome walking into the library. "Well, well, how is the plan going?" He asked sitting in front of Autumn to look at the tacks in progress. "Lindsay is being very helpful by just standing there and watching." I gasped. "That was rude!"  A mischievous smile spread across Autumn's face as she put the tacks in a little plastic container. Bryan will scream like a little girl."

AUTUMN'S POV

"So early!?" Exclaimed Mrs. Sheriby, the science teacher. I smiled sweetly. "Oh, yes! I need to finish classwork!" I exclaimed, taking out two uncompleted papers. Sheriby smiled and nodded. As soon as she hid her face in the newspaper, I took a plastic container out of my backpack. I carefully snuck to Bryan's desk. "Where are you going?" Sheriby's sweet voice asked. "Um... The bathroom!" I said, walking past Bryan's desk. Sheriby had returned to her daily news. I put the super glued part of the tacks to the bottom of Bryan's chair, leaving the points sticking up. I smiled and jotted a quick note: "Thanks for the idea! (Of the tacks)" and left it on Jerome's desk. Then, smiling, I worked on my classwork.

JEROME'S POV

I was quite glad at myself for coming up with the tack idea, and wasn't surprised to find a note from Autumn thanking me. I looked at Bryan's desk. The work was done! Ten little pointy tacks stuck up from his chair. "Sorry I'm late!" I heard Bryan's voice say. "Pass me the popcorn, this is gonna be good!" I thought. Bryan slowly walked to his desk. Autumn's eye's where glued to the scene. Anastasia held back laughter. Angelo WAS laughing, which got him detention. Lindsay smiled and looked at the spiky chair. Dawn smiled and rubbed her hands together anxiously. Bryan sat down. At first nothing happened... Then the "symptoms" started.

ANASTASIA'S POV

The "symptoms" had started. Bryan sat down. At first nothing happened, then he bit his lip. His face turned light red, then a violent shade of purple. His hands trembled. His pencil fell of the desk. "GAH!" He screamed as he clutched his sides. Sheriby eyed him. He slowly stood up, everyone watched as the tacks un-skewered his bottom.
-silence-
"HAHAHA!" I couldn't help myself! I wasn't the only one. Autumn let out a soft giggle, then Lindsay started cracking up. Angelo's face was red from laughing. Silver let out short giggles, that soon turned into hysterical laughter. Sheriby's face still in the newspaper. Soon, the entire class except Bryan was laughing their heads off. "I'm glad you find the nervous system so funny..." Sheriby said as she switched from the Sun Sentinel to Vogue Magazine.  

SILVER'S POV

Noodles in his face! (Thanks me for that!) Now tacks on his bottom!? The truth was, I didn't feel AT ALL sorry for the guy! Bryan totally deserved that! I wonder what Lindsay and Anastasia have to bring to the table as their revenge... And Dawn's has to be the greatest of all!