Chumps And Chumpettes, chapter 11
I listened to my MP3 player until eventually all of the battery ran out, and then I laid down on Billie's bed, staring at that now oh so familiar ceiling.
It had been about an hour since I had arrived back with the shopping, and I hadn't heard anything from the kitchen, so naturally I was a little suspicious. However, for their sake, I decided against finding out what they were doing. Instead, to satisfy my curiosity, I made up my mind to have a little look around Billie's room. Not snooping exactly, but just...oh alright then, snooping.
In the first ten minutes, I found nothing even remotely strange except for a very mangled teddy bear. I was going to hide it somewhere else, but then I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The bear would have to wait a little longer. I slipped it back underneath the cupboard, in its original hiding place.
"Ready?" Billie's head asked, peeking around the edge of the door.
"I guess so. I really don't know what to expect though." I replied.
"Don't worry." He said, smiling. "Okay, I just want you to slowly count to one hundred when I leave, to give us time to prepare."
"But you've been preparing for AGES! Billie!" I protested weakly.
"Count. To. One. Hundred." Billie repeated slowly.
With a sigh, I started to count, hearing Billie run down the stairs.
I finished counting and then tentatively, I began to make my way down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible. The kitchen door was closed, so I pushed against it, and I was greeted with four nozzles and Tré jumped out from behind me and held my wrists together.
"Tré!" I shouted, trying to twist around. "Damn you're strong. Get off of me!" I yelled in the direction of his face.
I felt something cold on the tip of my nose.
"You know when I said we were on a truce?" Billie asked me.
I nodded in reply.
"I lied." He said, and put another blob of cream on my forehead. "It's going on your hair next." He said, and I felt the metal tip of the whipped cream can touch the top of my head.
"Not my hair, Billie, please." I whispered, making my bottom lip quiver in fake fear.
"Hee hee, nope, no way are you getting out of this one." I heard Mike say.
"Oh really?" I questioned, and with that, I stamped on Tré's toe ripped the blindfold off, and ran out of the open French windows.
I dashed towards the tall bushes surrounding the back garden, and delved inside of them. They were quite thick, so I was having no trouble whatsoever hiding there.
"Amy? AMY!" I heard all three shouting. I giggled to myself. No way were they gonna find me in here.
I heard them change their tune; now they were splitting up. They probably didn't realise I was so close, I could hear every word they were saying.
"Dude, I didn't even see where she went!" I heard Billie whine.
"Don't worry, we'll get her. Here, both of you, take two cans of cream each. If you find her, spray at will." I heard Mike answer.
"Will do." Billie and Tré said at the same time.
"Okay, I'll take the ground floor, Billie, you try upstairs and Tré you hunt outside of the house. Got it?" Mike instructed.
"Yup" Tré said.
"Let's go then."
Everything went silent for a while, and I assumed that Tré was round the front of the house, probably checking underneath the gnomes or something absurd like that.
After about 10 minutes, I got very bored, so I decided to break my oath of silence, and I started to hum a variation of songs. All of a sudden, I heard the bushes rustle not too far away. I held my breath and tried to keep still.
I turned my head and saw... A cat. Running across the lawn. I let my breath out in a deep sigh, and turned back, to come face to face with Tré.
I opened my mouth to scream, but he urgently placed a hand over my mouth and motioned with his finger to keep quiet.
"Shit, Tré. You really scared me then." I whispered.
"Look, I'll be on your side if you do one thing for me." Tré answered in hushed tones.
"What? Anything!" I replied.
"Now, before I ask, I want you to keep one thing in mind." He said
"And what would that be, Mr Cool?"
"If you say no, then you'll get covered in cream, and I will shout and scream so that Billie and Mike come over and cover you in cream even more."
"Okaaaay. What are your conditions?"
"You gotta give me a kiss." He said, puckering up.
I looked at him, shocked. "Erm, but... " He cut me off by putting his finger over my lips again.
"Look, I know you and Billie have something, okay? But, I can't help it. Just one little kiss? It'll be our little secret."
It had been about an hour since I had arrived back with the shopping, and I hadn't heard anything from the kitchen, so naturally I was a little suspicious. However, for their sake, I decided against finding out what they were doing. Instead, to satisfy my curiosity, I made up my mind to have a little look around Billie's room. Not snooping exactly, but just...oh alright then, snooping.
In the first ten minutes, I found nothing even remotely strange except for a very mangled teddy bear. I was going to hide it somewhere else, but then I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The bear would have to wait a little longer. I slipped it back underneath the cupboard, in its original hiding place.
"Ready?" Billie's head asked, peeking around the edge of the door.
"I guess so. I really don't know what to expect though." I replied.
"Don't worry." He said, smiling. "Okay, I just want you to slowly count to one hundred when I leave, to give us time to prepare."
"But you've been preparing for AGES! Billie!" I protested weakly.
"Count. To. One. Hundred." Billie repeated slowly.
With a sigh, I started to count, hearing Billie run down the stairs.
I finished counting and then tentatively, I began to make my way down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible. The kitchen door was closed, so I pushed against it, and I was greeted with four nozzles and Tré jumped out from behind me and held my wrists together.
"Tré!" I shouted, trying to twist around. "Damn you're strong. Get off of me!" I yelled in the direction of his face.
I felt something cold on the tip of my nose.
"You know when I said we were on a truce?" Billie asked me.
I nodded in reply.
"I lied." He said, and put another blob of cream on my forehead. "It's going on your hair next." He said, and I felt the metal tip of the whipped cream can touch the top of my head.
"Not my hair, Billie, please." I whispered, making my bottom lip quiver in fake fear.
"Hee hee, nope, no way are you getting out of this one." I heard Mike say.
"Oh really?" I questioned, and with that, I stamped on Tré's toe ripped the blindfold off, and ran out of the open French windows.
I dashed towards the tall bushes surrounding the back garden, and delved inside of them. They were quite thick, so I was having no trouble whatsoever hiding there.
"Amy? AMY!" I heard all three shouting. I giggled to myself. No way were they gonna find me in here.
I heard them change their tune; now they were splitting up. They probably didn't realise I was so close, I could hear every word they were saying.
"Dude, I didn't even see where she went!" I heard Billie whine.
"Don't worry, we'll get her. Here, both of you, take two cans of cream each. If you find her, spray at will." I heard Mike answer.
"Will do." Billie and Tré said at the same time.
"Okay, I'll take the ground floor, Billie, you try upstairs and Tré you hunt outside of the house. Got it?" Mike instructed.
"Yup" Tré said.
"Let's go then."
Everything went silent for a while, and I assumed that Tré was round the front of the house, probably checking underneath the gnomes or something absurd like that.
After about 10 minutes, I got very bored, so I decided to break my oath of silence, and I started to hum a variation of songs. All of a sudden, I heard the bushes rustle not too far away. I held my breath and tried to keep still.
I turned my head and saw... A cat. Running across the lawn. I let my breath out in a deep sigh, and turned back, to come face to face with Tré.
I opened my mouth to scream, but he urgently placed a hand over my mouth and motioned with his finger to keep quiet.
"Shit, Tré. You really scared me then." I whispered.
"Look, I'll be on your side if you do one thing for me." Tré answered in hushed tones.
"What? Anything!" I replied.
"Now, before I ask, I want you to keep one thing in mind." He said
"And what would that be, Mr Cool?"
"If you say no, then you'll get covered in cream, and I will shout and scream so that Billie and Mike come over and cover you in cream even more."
"Okaaaay. What are your conditions?"
"You gotta give me a kiss." He said, puckering up.
I looked at him, shocked. "Erm, but... " He cut me off by putting his finger over my lips again.
"Look, I know you and Billie have something, okay? But, I can't help it. Just one little kiss? It'll be our little secret."
