I hate Jesse Jacobsen.

So. Freaking. Much.

I didn't get how one person could be so annoying! Why did he have to be so mean to me? What had I done to him to make him hate me so much? I didn't even know! I know what he did to make me hate him, but there was no way I was bringing that up again. He had caused me enough trouble back then.

Let's just say that I had a reason to despise Jesse Jacobsen. And not just because him and his stupid buddies would prank us all the time.

"What are we supposed to do?" Lexi asked once we had snuck back into my room through the window. She seemed really scared, which she shouldn't have been. She wasn't the one that was going to get expelled, I was!

I didn't get why Headmistress Belladonna thought that I always started to fights we had with the boys. I wasn't the one who started it! Jesse was! He always was the one that started it!

I sighed, shaking my head as I fell back onto my bed. I had no idea what we were supposed to do. Jesse could have been ruining my life right then, and I had absolutely no idea what to do.

"All we can do is sit here and wait," Chelsea said sadly, pulling her knees up to her chin as she sat next to me. "Knowing Jesse Jacobsen, anything could really happen."

She was right about that. Ever since I had met Jesse, the only thing I knew about him was that he was full of surprises. He would wait and prank us when we least expected it, and it would always be something that would definitely top ours.

Jesse had always been annoying, ever since I had met him. I guess it was just one of his features or something, which was kind of unfortunate. Words couldn't even describe how much I hated him. He was just so horrible, and I couldn't stand him.

"We're going to have to stop him from telling their headmaster somehow," I groaned, sitting up now. "If I get expelled, and if I don't get to go to Yale, I'm going to kill Jesse. He could at least show a little compassion or something and just cut me some slack for once!"

Lexi nodded, practically jumping up and down on my bed. "True that. It seems like he lives to make your life miserable or something. He never even talks to Chelsea, AJ, or me. It's always just you. I wonder what his fascination with you is.

I rolled my eyes, sighing slightly. "It's not a fascination," I told her, shaking my head now. "He's just annoying and knows he can annoy me the most. And he can ruin my life a lot easier than he can yours."

Chelsea now nodded, jumping into one of the chairs in my room while AJ sat in another one. "I kind of agree with both of you. It's a little weird how Jesse's always fixated on you whenever we see him. I mean, it's always all four of us that prank him and his friends, and it was five when Aimee was with us. But even when she was with us, he still only made fun of Jordan."

"Can we please not talk about Aimee?" AJ asked, burying her head into her hands. It made me feel bad how upset she was about the fight with Aimee. They were such good friends, best friends even. It seemed that the only reason she got up in the morning was because she had a boyfriend, who went to a public school a few miles away from our academy. She was the only one out of all four of us that had a boyfriend, and if I had to admit it, I was actually pretty jealous of her. I hadn't even had a boyfriend yet, and I was a senior. I hadn't even been kissed yet.

"But anyway," Lexi continued, fluffing my pillow as she did so. "Even if Jesse tells his headmaster that it was us, it doesn't necessarily mean that he'll believe him. Jesse isn't exactly the most reliable person on the planet. He's total bad news, I can tell."

"Yeah," I agreed quietly, now the only one that was sitting up.

Suddenly, something crashed against my window, leaving a disgusting yellow line as it slid down, and causing us all to jump. I gave the window a flat look, my eye twitching ever so slightly as I realized that it had been an egg that had hit our window.

"I'm going to kill Jesse one of these days," I muttered, walking over to the window as quickly as I could before opening it with all my might. When I did, I looked down, to no one's surprise, Jesse and his stupid friends standing below, smiling at us mischievously.

"Really, Jacobsen?" I called down, glaring at him as much as I could. I hated him so much. The stupid bastard knew how to get on my nerves way too well. "That's your revenge for the net? I thought you were better than that! There's nothing more?"

Jesse smirked up at me. "Oh, no. There's more."

Before I could move away and close the window, him and his obnoxious friends were already throwing giant chunks of something pink at me, hitting me in the face and getting into my hair, and not to mention all over my top. The idiots laughed, and Jesse threw a crumpled up piece of paper into my room as well before running off with his stupid friends.

"What does it say?" I demanded, turning away from the window after slamming it shut. AJ picked the crumbled paper up, opening it and reading, "Have fun flipping burgers. This was just to get you ready for your future."

Lexi blinked. "Jordan... is that... raw meat?"

Those idiots thought they were so cool. I was going to get them for this.

My eyebrows furrowed, and my fists clenched at my sides. They weren't going to get away with this. I was going to get them back, and they were not going to ruin my future.

"The Cambridge Institute for Boys is going down!"

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"Are you sure about this, Jordan?" Chelsea asked, looking unsure.

"Yeah, I'm sure about this. I'm getting Jesse back for what he did," I snapped, almost breaking the egg that was in my hand. It felt like I had to take an hour long shower to finally get rid of all the meat from my body the night before. But now I was ready for revenge. I had asked a underclassmen to tell Jesse that someone needed to talk to him outside, and he was glad to do it for "such a pretty girl," or whatever he had said.

We had eggs, toilet paper, and even a few fire crackers. I was going to get Jesse back for this. He wasn't getting away with it that easily.

The door to the school opened, and I could see a silhouette of a male. My heart pounded, getting excited over the thought of revenge, and I shouted, "Now!"

We threw the items we had as hard as we could, making sure that we hit the target. The fire crackers snapped around him, but not close enough to actually hurt him. I found my sides hurting from laughing so much, and I almost fell into the dirt that surrounded the bushes we were hiding in.

But then I looked up, and I saw Jesse smirking at me.

And he was clean.

Oh, no. This wasn't going to be good.

"Wow, Emery, you look like you're having a lot of fun," he said with a shake of his head. He was still smirking that stupid smirk of his, and I wondered if his lips would get stuck like that one day. Part of me wished that he would, but then another part of me wished that he wouldn't. I wouldn't be able to stand staring at that smirk all day long... "But if you only hit the right target."

Oh, no. Who had I hit?

I looked over, and I knew that my life was over. My jaw dropped completely, along with the rest of the girls' jaws, when we saw that the person we had just thrown everything at wasn't Jesse, but instead it was their headmaster, Headmaster Solomon.

My life was so over.

Jesse burst out laughing, falling into the wall to support himself. I found my cheeks turning bright red, and tears forming in my eyes. There goes Yale, there goes everything that I ever worked for. And all for revenge on stupid, stupid Jesse.

Noticing the tears in my eyes, Jesse stopped laughing, which surprised me the most. I thought he would laugh even more if I started crying, but he stopped. Completely stopped, like he had a heart or something. But that wasn't possible for Jesse Jacobsen... "Hey," he said, his eyebrows furrowing. "It's no fun if you cry. You've never cried before, Emery."

Because my life hadn't been ruined before, that's why!

"Jordan Emery! Jesse Jacobsen! And the rest of you! Into my office right now! I'm calling Headmistress Belladonna this instant!" Headmaster Solomon shouted, coming up to us now, covered in egg and toilet paper. It normally would have been funny, even hilarious, but now it wasn't. Because my life was over.

Bye-bye, Yale.

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"I'm very disappointed in you two," Headmistress Belladonna said, her long brown hair flowing down her back as she paced next to Headmaster Solomon's desk. She had sent AJ, Lexi, and Chelsea back to school, because she knew that this had been my idea. She knew the relationship that I had with Jesse, and how we were always the ones that had to get each other back.

I looked down at my lap, not saying anything. I didn't even know what to say. I couldn't defend myself, because I had been caught red-handed. There was nothing I could do to save myself. I was completely screwed. There was nothing I could do.

"I'm so sorry," I finally apologized, looking up at her. "I know what you told me. I know that you said if I played another prank, I would be expelled, and then I wouldn't be able to go to Yale. But please, Headmistress Belladonna! Yale's my dream, it's where I've wanted to go ever since I was little! I'm sorry for what I did, I really am, but Jesse's just so annoying, I can't help myself when it comes to him!"

Jesse glared at me. "Yeah, because I'm totally not in the room right now," he told me sarcastically.

"Shut up!" I snapped at him, not wanting to hear his voice. It was his fault that I was there, his fault that I was at the brink of tears. I did not want to cry in front of him. I hadn't ever done that before, like he had said. But I was getting closer and closer to letting the tears fall...

"Jesse," Headmaster Solomon said, his fingers entwined with each other as he stared Jesse down. He was still covered in everything that we had thrown at him, which I found very funny. But I still wasn't laughing as I continued to watch him. "I don't understand why you and Jordan have to act this way with each other all the time. What have you two done to each other, besides prank each other?"

"He embarrassed me in front of everyone!" I shouted, not even meaning to do so. I didn't want to say that, but I already had. Because Jesse had embarrassed me in front of everyone, back in freshman year. I had liked a senior from the public school just a few miles away named Dallas, and he had been one of my best friends ever since we were babies, and he had broken up with his girlfriend around the time it all happened.

I liked him a lot, and Jesse overheard me telling Lexi, and decided to tell Dallas in front of everyone at the mall. Everyone laughed at me, and even though Dallas didn't do so out loud, I knew he was laughing at me from the inside. I could just tell.

"Hey, he asked you to the prom, didn't he?"

"Just so he could get his ex-girlfriend jealous!"

And that was my first broken heart. I was so excited when Dallas had asked me to the prom at his school, and of course I said yes. But when his ex-girlfriend saw us together, she immediately got jealous and told Dallas that she wanted him back. And of course, since he was using me the entire time, he left me in the middle of the prom to go with her. So I was all alone at a school that I didn't even attend.

"Well, sorry," Jesse snapped, glaring at me even more. "Maybe if you were a little more attractive--"

"Maybe if you were a little more attractive--"

"Then, what? You'd fall for me?" he asked, an amused smirk now making its way onto this face.

My eyes widened in disgust, and I shook my head as quickly as I possibly could. "Ew, no! That's disgusting! I'd never fall for you! Never, ever!"

Jesse only rolled his eyes, turning back toward his headmaster and my headmistress.

"Jesse," Headmaster Solomon started again, still staring him down. "Don't you ever think before you act? You're going to end up hurting the people you care about--"

"There're only two people I care about," Jesse muttered, cutting his headmaster off before he could finish. Hah, like I believed that. Jesse didn't care about anyone but himself, and I was sure of that. After knowing him for so long, I think I knew that much about him.

"Oh, really? And who are those two people? Yourself and yourself?" I quipped, my arms crossed over my chest as I turned my head toward him. He was looking at me now, his eyebrows furrowed as he continued to glare at me. No big surprise there.

"No, one of them happens to be my cousin Marnie," he informed me, crossing his own arms over his chest. I didn't even know that Jesse had a cousin. And here I thought I knew so much about him. It was kind of sweet that he cared about his cousin, but he was still Jesse. And Jesse only cared about himself, so I didn't believe him. "And the second person is y--!"

He stopped abruptly and looked away then, not continuing with whatever he was saying. What? Who was he going to say? Who started with a Y?

There was a girl named Yolanda at my school that Jesse had once pranked. Maybe it was her? She was kind of shy and timid, but she was a very pretty blonde. Maybe the other person he cared about was her! But Jesse and Yolanda? That was kind of strange.

"And who's the second person?" I pressed on just to annoy him, glaring at him even more. "Yourself?"

"Will you stop judging me like you know me?" he snapped, turning back toward me now.

"But I do know you," I told him, my eyebrows furrowing even more. "I've known you for four years, and I know your character, and it disgusts me! You only care about yourself, and no one else, not even those stupid idiots that you call your friends! You care about no one but yourself, and it annoys the crap out of me!"

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah?"

"Alright, enough!" Headmaster Solomon boomed, standing up from his chair and slamming his palms against the desk. "I've have enough of your fighting, and I'm sure Headmistress Belladonna has had enough as well. I'm tired of getting calls from her telling me that you two have been fighting or playing more pranks on each other. This feud between the two of you has got to stop!"

I didn't say anything to him, mostly because I was kind of scared of him. And Jesse didn't say anything either, and I wondered if he was kind of scared of him, too. But I didn't think it was really possible for Jesse to be afraid of anything. It just wasn't his character.

"Jordan," Headmistress Belladonna sighed, sitting on the edge of Headmaster Solomon's desk. "I understand how badly you want to go to Yale, so I'm not going to expel you. That really wouldn't be fair, after how hard you've worked. You're one of the smartest girls in Adeline, and I'm not about to get rid of you. But that doesn't mean that you're off the hook for everything's that happened with you and Jesse."

I blinked, looking up at her in surprise. "Then... what?" I asked, looking in between her and Headmaster Solomon. "What's going to happen?"

Headmistress Belladonna sighed, as if she already knew what was going to do, which kind of scared me. What was she thinking? Did I even want to find out?

"You two, and whoever has ever been involved in a prank that involves our two schools, are going to be sent away," she told us, standing up from the desk and straightening herself up. "You'll be sent to Camp Kingston, a camp that's pretty much already a school. A few other kids already attend there, but that doesn't matter. Whoever has ever been involved with a prank will be attending there."

"What?" Jesse snapped, looking in between her, then Headmaster Solomon, and then to me. He looked pretty shocked, and maybe even upset. I wasn't very happy either. I didn't want to go to some camp school with Jesse! I wanted to stay at Adeline! That wasn't fair!

"But come on, Jesse, we can sing the Camp Fire Song Song from Spongebob!" I teased, leaning closer to him and getting the glare that I wanted. Hah.

"C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song!" I sang, bursting out into laughter when I saw the very annoyed look he was now giving me. Hah, he deserved it.

But I wasn't looking forward to going to a camp with him either. Everyone that had ever been involved with a prank had to go? Pretty much everyone had pranked each other! Were they ever going to have enough room at that camp for all those people? It sure didn't seem like it? I did not want to go to some camp where Jesse would be! I wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

"Until the end of your senior year," Headmistress Belladonna continued, her eyebrows furrowing slightly, "you'll all be attending Camp Kingston in Maine. Is that understood?"

No, it wasn't understood! I didn't want to go! That wasn't even fair! Would I have to be in classes with boys, for the first time ever? How were classes with boys? What did they do? And what about gym? What were we supposed to do for gym at a camp with guys? I was so confused, I didn't understand anything!

That meant that AJ, Lexi, and Chelsea would be coming along to the camp with me, which wasn't that bad. But my stomach then dropped when I realized who else would be going.

Aimee.

She used to always prank with us when we were all friends, so I knew that she was going. Yolanda and her friends would be going as well, since they tried to get Jesse back for the prank that he had played. And there were a lot of other girls that had played pranks on the boys as well, since we were rivals.

But Jesse still always pranked me the most, which I didn't understand. He was always coming back to me, and I just didn't get it. Why was it always me? What was so good about me? I was just a brainy girl, wasn't I? I wasn't as pretty as my friends, so maybe he was just picking on the ugly chick or something. I do stick out whenever I was with the girls, so maybe he just picked me.

They all had light hair, and yet my was so dark that it was almost black. Their eyes were light, but mine were darker. They were beautiful, and I was okay. Was that why he was always picking on me? Because I stuck out? That would be a really bad reason, if it was true.

Lexi had blonde hair and blue eyes, and was probably one of prettiest girls I had ever met. But they were all very pretty to me. AJ had light brown hair, and it was usually curled really prettily and it went nicely with her light brown eyes. And Chelsea had dirty blonde hair and green eyes that pretty much pierced through your soul. I was always so jealous of her eyes.

And then there was Aimee. She had red hair, bluish-green eyes, and a beautiful face. She was probably the prettiest one out of all of us when she was in the group, pretty much tying with Lexi.

And then there was me. Boring, old me with nothing special about her. I was pale, and I had dark hair and eyes, which just made me look even more pale. It was so unfair. That was probably why Jesse chose me and picked on me all the time.

"Yes, we understand," both Jesse and I finally answered in unison, causing both of our heads to snap in each other's directions so we could glare at each other.

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