"What took you so long?" I snap, quickly closing my book and placing it on my bedside table.

Finn closed my bedroom door, tossing the grey plastic bag on my bed.

"Well I'm sorry the line at the craft store was a mile long." He sighs. "Who knew people loved to craft on a Wednesday night so much?"

"Just shut up and open the bag." I command and Finn rolled his eyes, pulling the handles open.

He flipped the bag upside down and at least fifteen cans of spray paint fell out onto my bed, each a different color.

I smile, admiring the scene in front of me. "This is going to be awesome."

"As long as I get to paint a dick in the girls' locker room." Finn smirked, grabbing the black can.

I roll my eyes. "Very mature."

"What? Imagine how funny it will be when the girls run out screaming." I think about it for a minute before I burst out laughing.

"You're right, you have to do that." Finn smirks and throws all the cans back in the bag. "Do you remember the plan?"

"Yes, Cupcake. You sneak out through the window and I meet you down the block in my car." He rolls his eyes.

"No need to get snippy, I had to make sure you remembered." I snap, leaning back against my headboard.

"It's the most simple plan, even a moron would understand."

"Which is why I was making sure you did." He narrowed his eye at me and I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Oh, look whos the mature one now." He scoffed, throwing the plastic back in his backpack and zipping it up.

"Hey, at least I'm-"

"Zara?" My dad's muffled voice from behind the door cut me off.

The door is pushed open slowly before my dad peers over to see inside.

"How's the project coming along in here?" He asked suspiciously.

"Oh, fantastic. Thanks for asking." I tell him with a fake smile, nodding my head to really drive the lie home.

"Good." My dad says before leaving us in a silence.

This is so awkward.

"Alright, well I better get home." Finn announced, ending the silence.

"Good idea." My dad cut in, opening the door wider for Finn the exit.

Finn pressed his lips together, before throwing his backpack on his shoulder.

"I'll see you at school, Cupcake." Finn said before exiting the room.

I slap my palm against my face as the words left him mouth, feeling my cheeks heat up slowly.

"Cupcake?" My dad questions in shock once we heard the front door close.

I groan and flop onto my bed in embarrassment.

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"Shh!" I urge Finn after he tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, creating a loud thump in the ground.

"I could've died and all you did was shush me!" He yell-whispered to me, but I don't turn around to see if he was okay.

"You're fine, just get up." I tell him as I continue to tip toe towards the front doors of the school.

I heard Finn mumble a few curse words under his breath as he stood himself back up.

Once we reach the front doors, I open Finn's backpack and pull out the bag of spray paint.

"What are you painting here?" Finn asked curiously as I grab the purple can.

I ignore him, pulling off the cap and shaking the can to make sure the paint is mixed.

I then begin spraying the paint, moving the can to form the shape of my desires.

"Wow, look who's immature now. You totally stole my idea." Finn complained as I finished painting the giant dick on the windows.

"I'm not finished." I tell him, bending down to write the words Suck It.

"Thats a great bonus." Finn chuckled.

"I know, I'm a genius." I smirk victoriously as I pull a hair pin from hair, sticking it in the keyhole of the knob on the door.

I jiggle it around until I hear a click, turning the nod to push the door open.

"Where did you learn to lockpick?" Finn asked, looking at the door with wide eyes.

"My parents lock their alcohol in a cabinet." I tell him casually, picking up the plastic bag from the ground and walking in.

The hall was dark, the only light coming from the moon shining through the windows. It looked alot different at night than it did during the day, I feel like I'm in a different building.

I pull out the flashlight from Finn's bag and turn it on, greeting us with a bright light so we can see where we're going.

"I'm going to the girls' locker room, lets meet back in the art room." Finn tells me and I nod, letting him know I understand.

He pulls the black spray paint from the bag before running the direction of the locker rooms while I run towards the art room.

I push open the door to Mr Henderson's classroom, greeted by pure darkness before I shine the flashlight towards the room.

I throw the plastic bag on one of the tables, picking a random color before walking over to one of the walls.

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"Okay, I just finished drawing the dick-" I heard Finn announce as he walked into the art room, his voice falling silent as he looked around the room. His eyes were wide and his jaw was dropped open. "I was gone for ten minutes."

I chuckle. "Im feeling very inspired for revenge."

The walls were covered in red spray paint with things like Mr Henderson is an ancient prick and Mr Henderson is an ass with a drawing of two ass cheeks next to it.

I turn around and walk towards Finn, looking around at my work happily.

"This looks great, but I feel like it's missing something." I look at him with furrowed eyebrows, making him smirk.

He turns around and grabs the small trash can sitting by the door, turning it over to dump all the trash out onto the floor.

I smile, finally realizing what he was getting at.

"You're a genius." I tell him, turning around and walking towards the seals.

"I know." Finn says trumphiantly, smiling.

I push over the easels, causing some of the paint to splatter everywhere, including on our clothes.

"Oh jeez, I'm so sorry-" I went to apologize to Finn for staining his clothes, but I started laughing when I saw blue paint covering his face. "Oh my gosh, you look like an idiot!"

"You think this is funny?" Finn asked as he rubs paint off his eyes. "Lets see if this is funny." He said before grabbing a tube of green paint and squeezing it on me.

I scream, the cold liquid hitting my cheek.

"You're going to get it now!" I yell, squealing as I grab the red tube of paint, squirting it all over his shirt and pants.

He goes to back up but slips on the paint, falling on is butt and dropping his weapons.

I double over with laughter, clutching my stomach to help my breathe.

As my eyes were closed, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and lift me off the ground, making me drop my own paint tubes.

I scream playfully, kicking my legs around to help me out of his grip.

"Let go of me!" I squeal as Finn swingings me around.

"Not until you apologize for ruining my good shirt!" He tells me and I laugh.

"Okay okay, I'm sorry!" I scream.

The sound of footsteps cut our fun short, making us both freeze in our places.

"Shit, its the night guard." Finn whispered in my ear.

"Whos there?" A random voice asks from the hallway.

Both Finn and I exchanged wide eye expressions, knowing exactly what we're saying to each other.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Finn quickly drops me to the ground, letting my feet hit the floor and I grab the plastic bag while he pushes open the window to crawl out.

The footsteps were so close now, I felt like the guy was right behind me. I pull myself through the window and run towards Finns car, Finn in tow. 

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