Allie's P.O.V.

Finley and I quickly ran out of her room when we finished our sentence, leaving the boys standing in complete and utter confusion.

"We need weapons," I laughed as I ran.

"Um," Finley said, turning a corner and running downstairs. "We have silly string!"

"Why on Earth do you have silly string?" I asked, amused.

"Ask Luke," Finley shot back as she ran into the kitchen and grabbed the two cans from the counter.

She tossed one to me and I caught it, much to my surprise actually. I shook it and smiled evilly.

"Let's get these bastards," I said.

Oh, revenge was sweet.

Finley looked like she didn't know if I was going to attack her or not. "Yeah, let's do this!"

Arming ourselves, we crept back upstairs, where we could hear the boys scheming in Luke's room. I decided to not give them the luxury of preparing for attacking us and leapt in, screaming wildly, spraying my silly string all over Luke. Luke spluttered and swung his arms around. Finley took the distraction as an opportunity to cover Eli's head in silly string.

I blew Luke a kiss as I ran away.

I made my way down the stairs and hid in the bathroom, where the door was slightly ajar. I slid in behind it and prayed to God I was small enough that no one would notice me. This was the only time my size was a good thing- I was a hard target. I heard Luke stomp down the stairs and yell, "You took my silly string?!"

I smirked. You shouldn't mess with me Luke. I'm a small, vindictive little bitch who isn't afraid to and will fuck up anyone who bothers her. He doesn't have a change against me, no matter that he's a foot taller and a hell of a lot stronger. I'm smarter.

"Come out come out wherever you are," Luke called out, sounding very much like a pedophile.

He was getting closer and I held my breath, trying for him to not notice me. I looked at the bathroom mirror and saw him heading into the dining room, which was solidly closed in on four sides except for the door. I decided to bolt for the living room, where I could have a better vantage point.

Maybe I could fit behind the TV...

As I was about to pass the kitchen, I peeked inside and saw Eli rummaging around the fridge before pulling out a can of whipped cream. I pulled back and pressed against the wall and took a deep breath before darting past the doorway. When I looked back, I didn't see him anymore.

I tiptoed my way towards the living room, pausing once when I heard movement upstairs. I only had a couple seconds to wonder briefly where Eli had wandered off to, then decided Luke was the more immediate threat.  I saw Finley get up from behind the couch and made to go to her, but she must have hear me, because she leaped around, raising her silly string in defense. I raised my hands in surrender and she lowered it once she saw it was me.

"Warn me or something!" she hissed. "I could have wasted my ammo!"

I only chuckled before speaking. "Calm down."

"Luke has eggs," Finley whispered, having been able to see into the kitchen when Luke was in there.

"Eli had whipped cream,"  I disclosed, glancing behind my shoulder in case one of them popped out or something.

"We gotta cover them in this stuff," Finley said, shaking her can.

"Agreed," I said, standing on her tiptoes to look behind me, making sure no one was going to come in.

"Let's move," Finley said, and we split up.

I headed towards the dining room, figuring I could probably spray Luke before he could get an egg ready to throw and I crept more tentatively once I neared the dining room. I was just about to enter when an arm grabbed me from behind, spun me around and pulled me into the closet across the hall.

"What the fuck!" I cried out before a hand covered my mouth.

"Shh," Luke said.

He uncovered my mouth and I instantly spat, "What the hell? Why am I in a closet with you when I'm supposed to be with my sister-in-arms murdering you and Eli!"

"Well," Luke said, his face hard to see in the darkness of the closet. "Think about it. Eli and Finley will be preoccupied, probably making out upstairs, too busy to be worried about us, and what could we do?"

I rolled my eyes at his innuendo. "I thought we were playing War, not 7 Minutes in Heaven."

Luke shrugged. "Well, you looked good today, and your ass always looks fuckable, so..."

I sprayed him with my silly string.

"Hey!" he spluttered, pulling it out of his hair. "That went in my hair!"

"Oh no," I deadpanned. "What will you do? Your hair is messed up!"

Luke shot me a dark look as he attempted to detangle the silly string from his hair.

"Besides," I continued. "I'm starting to get sick of you always trying to fuck me. I mean, come on, we're having fun with your sister and her boyfriend and you pull me away to try and fuck me?"

Luke was silent. "You're right," he said, resigned. "How about we go find Finley and Eli and attack them together?" he proposed. "You know they're probably making out upstairs," he added. "They haven't been able to keep their hands off each other since they got together."

"Making up for lost time," I quipped, but nodded. "That's a good idea. Let's go."

Luke and I exited the closet and I shook my silly string, getting ready to spray them. Luke followed me, still attempting to get silly string out of his hair.

I rolled my eyes and pulled him down by his collar before picking the pieces of silly string out of his hair. I felt rather like a fussy old mother, but Luke kept his eyes on me as I kept mine focused on his dark locks, adorned with light pink silly string.

"Thanks," he whispered.

"No problem," I said, stepping back and he straightened up, fixing his shirt.

We searched the downstairs and were unsuccessful, leading me to believe that they were, in fact, upstairs making out. I just hoped that we didn't walk in on them fucking each other. I was walking up the stairs when I saw them sitting on the floor outside Finley's room and I hushed Luke. We crept up the stairs and I saw them making out quite passionately before Eli pulled back and whispered something against her lips.

It was so cute I almost felt bad about ruining it, but then I gave my battle cry and sprang up, absolutely covering them in silly string.

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"Your mom scares me," I muttered.

Luke and I were cuddling on his bed, with Luke rubbing random circles on my stomach. I had ended up staying for dinner, but Eli left. Luke's mom had spent the evening telling me tale after tale about Luke's childhood, some of which were boring, but some I enjoyed, particularly the one where Luke came home from second grade and cried that his "girlfriend" wouldn't kiss him.

"Why's that?" Luke asked.

"She just intimidates me," I tried to explain myself. "She seems so expectant of me, like I better not fail her test or suddenly she'll tell me I'm not allowed to date you anymore."

Luke drew two more circles on my stomach before tracing the letters y e a h, spelling yeah. "That's what she's always like. I was always afraid to tell her I got a B on my math tests because she would always tell me that I could do better, that I wasn't a B student. And maybe I was an A student, but I was definitely a B student in math. She just didn't get it and wouldn't listen otherwise. She tries to hard, my mom."

I nodded in agreement and we sat there in silence a bit more, Luke spelling random words on my stomach like l u k e and s a s s y a l l i e before he asked, "What about your parents?"

I tensed up and Luke sensed that. "What about them?"

"You don't talk about them that much."

"That's because I don't want to," I said, my tone a little sharp.

"Why not?" he asked.

I felt a jolt of anger go though me and I snapped, "Because my parents are assholes. I don't want to talk about them. End of discussion."

Luke dropped it, but I could sense that he was a little bewildered by my reaction. Well, I don't want to talk about my parents. My parents are asshole and cheap and annoying and they don't understand me. I wasn't being a little teenager about it, either. I had legitimate reasons on why I didn't talk to my parents any more, and maybe one day I would be willing to share them.

But as for now, no fucking way am I going to give those bastards the time of day.

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