  &quot;So what's the plan?&quot; Olivia questioned after breakfast when I told her that I was going to get back at Ethan.
  &quot;The classic one. I'm going to put many alarm clocks in his room, three to be exact. The one in his room, the one from my room and the one in yours,&quot; I replied, taking a small sip of my coffee.
  &quot;You should've been more creative with your plan. I'm very disappointed,&quot; Olivia said, shaking her head at me.
  &quot;Hey! That's all I could come up with. Although I did consider other ideas,&quot; I retorted.
  &quot;Yeah? Like what?&quot;
  &quot;Like putting eye drops in his drink to give him a severe diarrhoea but I couldn't find eye drops. I also considered sticking wet cotton balls all over his expensive cars but that would just spoil those beauties and I would never allow that. Also at some point I thought of sticking needle pins on his toilet 

  After dinner, I immediately went up to my bedroom and told Olivia to do the same. I didn't want Ethan to get suspicious of our plans if he found us lurking around the house late at night. I stayed up in bed until one in the morning. I was sure Ethan wouldn't sleep soon and I knew he was tired so he wouldn't sleep too late either.
  I kept myself alert for any sounds of doors closing near my room which would indicate he was in his bedroom. And precisely so, I heard a door close shut softly at around half past midnight. I gave him about half an hour after that to sleep as I was pretty sure he wouldn't immediately go to sleep. Once it was about twenty past one, I jumped off the bed and landed softly on the carpeted floor on the balls of my feet.?Oh,?the?things?I?do?for?him.?I'm?sacrificing?my?beloved?sleep?to?get?back at him.
  I softly cracked open my bedroom door to see his was closed. 

  &quot;No, I can't lose! No! This is all your fault, Juliet! If you would have just shut up!&quot;
  Oh,?so?she?lost.?&quot;Shut up, it's not my fault you don't know how to play better than him!&quot;
  Tristan laughed on the other side, unscrewing a bottle of water and taking huge gulps from it. He was all sweaty, his white shirt sticking to his body which emphasised his muscles and his toned stomach. For a moment, I thought I saw Olivia gawk at him. But that might only be my imagination. Olivia can never liked a guy like him. I mean she hated him. She had made it obvious on more than one occasion.
  &quot;So...&quot; Tristan spoke. I didn't notice he had come on our side, &quot;about the dare...&quot; He left the sentence hanging, knowing Olivia would catch on.
  &quot;I won't do it,&quot; Olivia gritted out. &quot;I was just kidding. I?knew?I wasn't going to lose!&quot;
  &quot;Oh, b

&quot;So what's the plan?&quot; Olivia questioned after breakfast when I told her that I was going to get back at Ethan.
  &quot;The classic one. I'm going to put many alarm clocks in his room, three to be exact. The one in his room, the one from my room and the one in yours,&quot; I replied, taking a small sip of my coffee.
  &quot;You should've been more creative with your plan. I'm very disappointed,&quot; Olivia said, shaking her head at me.
  &quot;Hey! That's all I could come up with. Although I did consider other ideas,&quot; I retorted.
  &quot;Yeah? Like what?&quot;
  &quot;Like putting eye drops in his drink to give him a severe diarrhoea but I couldn't find eye drops. I also considered sticking wet cotton balls all over his expensive cars but that would just spoil those beauties and I would never allow that. Also at some point I thought of sticking needle pins on his toilet seat but that's just gross so I let it pass,&quot; I said, scrunching my nose up in disgust.
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