Of course Zoey would think of such a weird idea. I didn't even know why I was surprised after she said that, probably because I was thinking she'd go for something less immature and gross. Like something entire different from what she had in mind right now.

Just the mere mention of those gruesome creatures made me feel revolted.

I would've back pedaled out of the plan straight away, but I didn't partly because of Zoey's unceasing pleading and partly because I couldn't possible let Zoey follow through with the plan alone. I decided to stick along in case things went downhill.

Gathering all the effort I could, I thwarted the nauseous feeling surrounding my throat upward. Feigning enthusiasm, I said jokingly.

"Great plan, pranking your cheating ex-boyfriend with bunch of cockroaches. I'm sure that will scare him sh*tless."

Zoey didn't seem to grasp the sarcasm dripping out of my voice because the apologetic face she pulled while trying to coax me into not backing out of the plan changed and she beamed at me.

"Yeah, I know." She chortled and went along to explain the step by step details of the plan. According to her, accomplishing the plan was going to be a piece of cake and so much fun. However, in my own perspective, it sounded like the entire opposite of that.

The first step of the plan was for us to wait until all students lingering in the hallway evacuated and there was no bystander to tattle on us. We decided to wait at my locker since it was the one closest to Troy's.

Now, we stood by my locker like two suspicious people, or maybe I was the only suspicious looking one because Zoey was nonchalantly typing away on her phone like we weren't about to break into someone's property.

Perspiration was forming allover my body and my hands were becoming clammy, I continuously rubbed them against my denim trouser, I was already on the edge and my heart beat kept escalating every nano second. Heck! I felt like we were about to commit a bank heist.

"Our supplier is going to be here any minute." Zoey announced momentarily looking away from her phone screen. She was referring to the person that would provide the roaches to her.

"Who did you say the supplier is again?" I asked trying to make a conversation, maybe that would make the nervousness that had been eating at me to subside. Plus when she was busy explaining the plan earlier I didn't get the name.

"Jonna Corbett."

I quickly turned my head to her. Astonished.

"Are you talking about the working encyclopedia egghead Jonna Corbett?" I enunciated.

"Yeah the one and only." She replied.

I gave her a suspicious look.

"Did you force him into helping you or something like that?" I accused, because Jonna Corbett looked so innocent to do something as trivial as lifting his little finger in a wrong way.

"Nah. Absolutely not, I just asked and he agreed to help. I was surprised myself." She clarified shocking her head.

I bite the the tip of my lower lip and squinted my eyes into a thinking expression. Something is highly suspicious.

As if on cue, Jonna tottered into the hallway in all his nerdiness glory. As usual, he was in his baggy outfit, a red and blue checkered shirt with denim jeans that looked actually comfortable. Half of his face was concealed behind his large rectangular specs and his near-blond sparse hair was higgledy-piggledy.

He looked around the hallway searching for us amongst the swarm of students still diddling in the hallway. When he finally spotted us, he quickened his pace and reached over to us.

"Hi!" He said in a jittery voice as he stopped in our front.

"You are here." Zoey said while I replied to his greeting with a "hello" and a quick wave.

"Where is it?" Zoey asked her eyes gazing at his empty hands as if what she wanted would magically appear out of them.

"Oh...In my backpack." He explained and began to remove the strap of his back from his lanky shoulder. He unzipped the backpack and cautiously darted his eyes around the place before dipping his hands in between the mountains of textbooks peeping out of his backpack.

In a short while, he pulled out a small transparent plastic container brimmed with coakroaches. I thought they were dead until my eyes caught some of them moving and I sprang back in alarm. Zoey was definitely going to be the dead of me.

As he handed it to Zoey and she put it into the front compartment of her backpack, I was internally brewing with all sort of disgusting feelings.

"Make sure they are out of the container soon, otherwise they'll die after 45minutes without air." He stated nervously scratching the back of his neck.

"Alright." Zoey said with a smile on her face and nudged him lightly on the shoulder with her hand. "Thanks a lot pal, I owe you one for this."

He's pale face turned rosy-red from her touch and I noticed his body went rigid then he vamoosed after awkwardly bobbing his head.

Well. Now that explains everything.

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After centuries of waiting, the coast was finally clear and we whisked to Troy's locker across the hallway to execute the next part of the plan.

Zoey brought out the container while I swiftly removed one bobby pin from my hair and strengthened it to a long metallic pin. I inserted it into the small lock hole. Since our school lockers had a twisting mechanism lock, I had to sweep the pin around in twisting motion until it caught something from the inside, I moved my hand to apply motion and then, I waited patiently for the clicking sound to come and then the locker would be unlocked.

When I heard the "click" sound, I took a few steps back and opened the locker. It was a no brainier. I turned to Zoey and we exchanged a quick grin of victory.

However, something uncalled for happened before we could move to the final part of the plan which was for Zoey to empty the container of coakroaches inside the locker and then I would relock it.

One minute we were celebrating our victory and the next, out of the blue, a sonorous virile voice spoke behind us and made both Zoey and I jumped out of our skins. I swung my head around out of impulse at the same time Zoey shrieked and dropped the container to the floor.

I only had a whiff of two furrowed thick eyebrows before I looked down and I saw one coakroach crawling out of the now half-opened container on the floor. I screamed, jumped up and unintentionally collided into the person behind me sending us both crashing to the floor.

I shut my eyes as my nose hit the end of the person's chin and the pin I was clutching tightly in my hand grazed into their thigh before I could move it away. I heard the person groaned in pain.

All this happened in a fleeting seconds, my body and mind both went stiff as I lied there on top of whomever it was. Due to how embarassed I was, it took me longer time before I opened my eyes and looked down at the person underneath me. My eyes made contact with two confused dark brown eyes, then they trailed up to the person's alluring dark thick brows that I knew belongs to only one person. Recognition suddenly hit me like a bolder, it was Archer Ward, a fellow senior that I rarely had an encounter with.

Suddenly, I found myself getting enthralled with the beautiful feature of his face, his disheveled black hair that was toned different shades of colors by the sun and florescent light illuminating the entire place, his thick brows that made me what to touch them, his dark brown eyes that stared back at me with a confused expression_.

The twisted feeling in the pit of my stomach, like the deceased butterflies boried in there were about to be reborn, tossed me back to reality.

I quickly scrambled to get off him as the beating of my heart began to increase.

"I'm...really sorry... you okay?" I stammered, my cheeks threatened to set themselves on fire.

"Yes, I'm fine I think." He said as he moved to get on his feet.

The close proximity definately did something to my vincible heart that I encaged and shackled for a long time. Right now, I felt like the metaphorical cage was being annihilated and once again my emophilic heart was fluttering for someone.

I couldn't pin-point what I was actually feeling at the moment, perhaps it was just a mere crush or a scientific reaction because of the close contact we had. Whatever it was, I hoped it would go away because I didn't like it at all. I wasn't ready to fall in love again and watch my petty heart get broken one more time.

"Oh sh*t!" Zoey loud cussing abruptly got my attention and I whipped my head to her.

Her eyes were extended to the size of saucepan as she stared at something on her right, my eyes trailed to where she was staring at and my heart beat leaped.

We where definately doomed because Mr Bree, the grouchy old school janitor was standing a few stone throw away, his eyes scanning the container pervaded with intrusion of cockroaches that had started crawling out, three of them were now roaming around the tiled floor.

I gulped and muttered audibly.

"Holy crap."

When Mr Bree raised his head up, his old wrinkled face was streaming with fury and he barked at the three of us, including Innocent Archer who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"You three skunks are going to be in deep trouble for this."

They said that had I known always comes last. If I had known this was going to happen, I would never had agreed to help Zoey in the first place. Now because of that, I got myself into double-trouble. First, I let my heart waver for someone again despite knowing how the outcome of that would be and second, we got caught by dear ol' Mr Bree.

And I didn't think I would be able to have a peaceful mind after this nasty and Stomach-churning incident.

Today was definitely the best day ever!

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