We went into my room, to prepare for our party of the slumbers. I never understood why it's called a slumber party if nobody sleeps. Weird.

"So, what first?", I asked, just as my phone went off. I looked at it, seeing that Carter, my old boyfriend, had texted me. Apparently he wanted to get back together. I replied- Look up a song by Taylor Swift, it's really good. The lyrics say- We are never ever ever getting back together. I put my phone back. THe girls were staring at me. Oh crud, I have this habit to hum a song whenever I think of it. So now guess what I'm humming?

"Carter?"

"Ya"

"I thought that grasshopper eater learned his lesson"

"DYLAN HILL WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

"Uh, well, I knew how much Zoey liked him.", she started", So I may or may not have given him chocolate covered grasshoppers"

"He did kinda deserve it", I said.

"He deserved more!", Abby said. She dated him before me, but they wern't meant to be. So I dated him, before he dumped me for Carly, Jessica's best friend. They were the mean girls of our year.

"Lets go pull a prank on him. Should it be: One- Teepee. Two- Makeup on windows. Or three- Dye his shampoo?", Dylan asked. Me and Abby looked at each other, then nodded.

"ALL OF THE ABOVE"

We took out our heist clothes, don't judge, and made our way to his house. It was about eight o clock, and his parents were out. Dylan and Abby had the suplies, and I had acting to do. The girls were around the corner,and I was at the front door.

I gathered up my acting skills, and rang the doorbell. I heard footsteps coming. The doorknob turned, and it opened. Standing before me was my ex-boyfriend.

"Zoey? Is that you?", he asked, not beliving his eyes. I put my hands behind my back, and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry about how I reacted, may I please come in?"

"Ya, sure"

I walked into the familler house, making sure to leave the door open a crack. I took a seat on the couch, sitting across from the door. I saw them creep inside.

"Anyway, I would just like to ask if you think we should get back together", I asked, looking shyly at the ground. Man, I got the skills tonight!

"Yes, I would very much like that", he said, pulling up my chin to look at him. We both lean in, slowly closing our eyes. I could barly feel his lips on mine when a loud noise came from upstairs.

"GET BACK HERE!"

We both broke apart suddendly, and looked towards the stairs.

That voice,it soundedalmost like-

"Zoey! Daniels trying to kill me!", I heard Dylan say.

"Oof! Us! He is trying to kill us!", she repeated.

"We did prank Dye!", Abby said.

I heard something crash.

"I better go check that out"

I groaned realisticly.

"But Carter..."

"What is it?"

"What about our moment?"

"We save it for later"

I groaned again. So he kissed me on the cheek.

He walked over to the stairs, and almost got to the top, when all four of them fell down. Ouch.

"What tha- What are you two doing here?!", He demanded. "Zoey, what is going on?!"

"Carter, let me explain", I told him. My plan if wegot caught was to tell him that I learned I didwant him back, but I can't do that with Daniel here. Ugh.

I sighed, "Dylan thought we should play pranks on you, because you dumped me. I really did like you. But when we were alone together, I realized I might still want you."

I hate to hurt my chances with Daniel, but I also hate to lie.

"I think these girls deserve punishment", Daniel said with an evil glint in his eye.

"Like what", Carter asked.

"I don't know, but we need to make sure they don't get out until we do"

Carter quickly got up,and grabbed my wrist. Not to tight, but firm. Daniel got Dylan and Abby.

"So, how did you find them?", Carter asked.

"I went to use the bathroom, and they were messing with your soaps", Daniel replied.

"So, why don't we just mess with their hair and makeup?", Carter suggested.

They took us to the bathroom, and Daniel watched us while Carter checked our pockets. He checked my left pocket first, and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. He knows me to well. He did the same with Abby and Dylan. So, that is how we each have one hand stuck a towel ring. All I can hope is that Carter does mine, I taught him how to do it halfway good.

"I'll do hair, you do makeup", Daniel said. Oh crud.

He started with Abby, straightening it. Then he took top layer of her blonde hair to the back, and made a braid. Then he put flower clips through it. It was really pretty. The makeup, not so much. That was only because Dylan had used her free hand to put lipstick on her forehead, and did the smokey eye effect on her nose. Not to mention her nose was redder than Santa's.

"I think Dylan should do Zoey's makeup, too", Carter said, angry at me. Maybe he did still care.

I shot a pleading look at Daniel, and he saw it. I was for real on the verge of tears. Dylan puts it on so heavy, it takes a week of hard scrubbing to get off.

"No, I can do it", he said. "You can do Dylan, and we'll have a contest for the prettiest girl."

I could've sworn I heard Carter say that Daniel would win.

After twenty minutes of having a boy all over my face with brushes, mascara wands, and lipstick, it was time for hair. He decided to curl it, and put a fake rose in it. I moved over to get a look at myself.

Or the gorgeous alien in the mirror.

I looked desirable, like a boy would be crazy to not want to date me. I liked this look. Careful not to mess it up, I looked to Daniel.

"Thank you", I whispered. He laughed, with a smirk.

"Well, I hate losing", he whispered in response.

Now it was my turn to smirk.

"Then never go against me"

"Is that a challenge?"

"You tell me"

We stared at each other, him in interest, me in contest. You would think he never met a girl like me. Well, there's not many.

"You ready?", Carter asked.

"Ya", Daniel replied, dropping his gaze.

~Ten minutes later~

Oh my gosh! That was fun. I looked around for a good hiding spot. I choose a tree. I balled myself up at its base, trying not to be seen. So you may be wondering what happened. After the competition, Carter started staring at me. So when Daniel slapped his arm to snap him out of it, he snapped at Daniel. So they both ran, leaving us stuck in the bathroom. Then Daniel came back, unchained us, and told us to run. We did as we were told. Anyway, I went to try to calm Carter down, and he punched my left forearm. I ran, and knowing that everyone was probably in my house, I couldn't lead him their. I ran to the nearest park. And now I am here. I don't even know why he's so mad. Then it hit me, one of our pranks. He might've found the makeup windows! I had to stifle my laughter. I started to hear footsteps. He walked around the park, and walked by my tree. He kicked a little dirt in my face, causing a tickle. No, no, no! I breathed deeply, and then

"AAAHHHHCCCHHHHHHOOOOOOO", I sneezed.

Oh crud.

I started running.