Laughed!
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Aiden asked.
“I’ve never gotten a detention in my life!” I cried. “That asshole!”
Aiden snickered while Willow screeched with laughter. I flinched.
“Sorry,” she whisper-yelled. “This is hilarious. The fact that it’s Wyatt makes it even funnier.”
“Laugh it up, chuckles.” I muttered.
She cackled again.
“I have an idea,” Mia said, wiggling her eyebrows. “Don’t go to the detention.”
I scoffed. “I wonder what he’d do.”
“Who knows,” Willow said. “He could either be relieved or get more pissed. Better not further threaten your almost perfect record.”
I sniffed while Aiden put another slice of pizza on my plate.
We’d barely been to the dining hall all week. Our new penthouse dorm had so much food, I was worried it’d go bad. As a result, Willow and Mia had been here nearly every night for dinner.
I took a sad bite of my sad cheese pizza because it didn’t taste as good now that I knew I had a detention on my record.
Aiden was trying very hard not to laugh at me, and every time Willow saw my face, she’d laugh harder.
My mind raced through different ways I could fuck with Wyatt, but everything I thought of was either way too mean or way too childish.
And then it hit me.
“Willow, remember what you suggested the other day before the assembly?” I asked.
“Messing with some bitches?” she said, then her face brightened. “Oh, my God! Youdowanna fuck with Carla!”
“What?” Aiden scoffed.
“No!” I groaned. “You suggested we trash Wyatt’s office?”
Aiden laughed and Willow’s mouth dropped into anO. She took a deep breath, and I cringed preemptively, preparing for her to–
Aiden smacked his hands over my ears just as Willow screeched,“OHMYGOD. YOU REALLY WANT TO TRASH WYATT’S OFFICE!?”
“Willow!” Mia cried. “They’ll hear you in the fucking quad!”
Willow ignored her. “Skye, I need you to be so serious right now. Do you really want to trash Wyatt’s office? I can get us in.”
“Can you?” I challenged. From what I remembered, the lock on Wyatt’s door wasn’t the typical lock system, which was weird, except…
Except now that I thought about it, it made total sense. Rafe had broken into my apartment like it was nothing. I could only imagine how many times he’d chosen to break Wyatt’s lock instead of just shadow-walking in. Wyatt definitely would’ve upgraded.
“I can, I swear. I know all his tricks!” Willow said, beaming.
“Alright,” I said, grinning. “Let’s do this.”
“Why didI let you talk me into this?” I hissed. “This was a stupid idea.”
“Definitely,” Mia whispered back in agreement, but still held her phone flashlight over the lock while Willow fumbled around.
