There was a knock at the door. Before I could answer, a very pissed Ivory storms in (her pic is above!!!). "Hahaha! Very funny Chris!", she yelled as she slammed a note onto the table. "Shut the f*ck up, Ivy! The God of Mischief is having his beauty sleep.", Chris responded. I went over to read the note. "*gasp* Chris...you did not!", I smiled. Chris smiled back,"Yes I did!". The note read: Sorry Mjlnoir hit you in the head-Thor.
Chris and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Who's idea was it?", said an annoyed Ivy as she made herself some tea. I raised my hand,"It was mine!". "Oh, thank Dracula. I was almost about to strangle you, or should I say Chris.", Ivy glared at Chris. "Hey, it wasn't me that got hammered hard.", Chris said. "Do you have any sugar?", asked Ivy. "Um, I don't know.", I replied looking around, "It's Tom's but...oh wait! Here it is!", I said as I walked to the clock and took it off. There, in the hole behind the clock, was the sugar. Tom definitely doesn't want anyone to touch his tea supplies.

We were about to pour the sugar when the ceiling started creaking. "Sh*t! He's up!", whispered Ivy. "Hide everything! Quick!", I ordered in a whisper. We used our speed to cover up everything. But, we forgot the sugar. Me, Ivy, and Chris put teen magazines up to our faces to hide. Tom came into the room. "Morning, girls.", he said. "Morning Tom!", We said in unison. We returned to the magazines. I peeked over the magazine to watch Tom. He went over to the counter. "Why is the sugar out?", Tom asked. Sh*t! Totally forgot. "Um...I think you got it out yesterday before bed and never put it back.", I lied.

He knew. "Girls, I know you made tea. I heard you the whole time." I acted fast. "GET THE SUGAR AND RUN!!!" Ivy got the sugar and we three ran like hell. We ran outside and through the forest. Unfortunately, I didn't notice that Chris and Ivory climbed up a tree. I kept on running. I heard footsteps chasing me.