October 2

3:43 P.M.

Adrian Parker's expression could only be described as fierce. Devon looked into his best friend's eyes and hesitated for a brief second.

"Are you sure we won't get caught?"

"Of course! We're breaking into a locker room, not a bank or something. Calm down and just follow the plan, wimp."

The two crouched in a dark corner of the hallway as a group of girls walked by and entered the locker room. It was the girls' swim team; they had just finished afternoon practice.

The two boys pressed their ears to the wall, listening for the distinctive whir of the showerheads. As the showers turned on, the boys sprang into action. They tiptoed into the now-empty locker room, and without a word, grabbed every piece of dry clothing.

"Oh, Ariana's on the swim team," Adrian whispered, staring at her bedazzled name on a locker. "Wait till she finds out what her boyfriend did."

Fighting the urge to giggle at the hilarity of the prank, Devon stuffed the remaining pieces of clothing into the bag and took off, with Adrian close at his heels.

Safe in the hallway, they placed the bags of clothing in the Lost and Found, and could not stop laughing as they imagined the confusion and anger of the girls.

Devon lived for this adrenaline rush.