Prank War/Ashley/Baby Oil
From Create Your Own Story
Ashley thought about how to get even. In class, an idea struck her.
"The Constitution has how many amendments class?" The teacher asked. When no one answered, he called on someone. "Rick, do you know the answer?"
"Umm, ten?"
"No, you are thinking of the Bill of Rights, which has the first ten amendments to the Bill of Rights. The Constitution has been amended twenty-seven times." The teacher continued, reviewing what each amendment was, and what it was for.
Ashley, behind Jennifer, noticed Jennifer's bag was shoved to the side, out of sight of her.
Ashley reached into her bag and pulled out her baby oil.
She slowly, carefully, unzipped Jennifer's bag. Once it was opened enough, she emptied the bottle, then stuffed it inside a side pocket.
Again, carefully zipping it so that she didn't attract Jennifer's attention, Ashley got the bag closed up again and turned her attention back to the teacher.
"And the twenty-seventh amendment prohibits any law that increases or decreases the salary of members of Congress from taking effect until the start of the next set of terms of office for Representatives." The teacher concluded.
"Now, everyone please take out a pencil and a piece of paper and write down, in your own words, what each amendment is. This will not be graded, but I want to see how much you remember and where we need to focus."
Ashley quickly took out her pencil and notebook, and looked back up just in time to see Jennifer opening up her bag and reach in to grab hers.
"Eww!" She ewwed, bringing up a hand coated in baby oil. "What the hell?" Opening her bag the rest of the way, she discovered the bottom of her bag coated in the oil. "My stuff!"
She stood up, huffing and puffing. "Mr. Smith, she poured something in my bag!" She said, pointing straight at you.
"Is this true Ashley?" He asked.
Ashley gave the teacher her most innocent look. "I don't have any oil or anything."
"Bring me your bag please," the teacher replied.
Ashley brought her bag up front, and, after confirming she did not have any oil in her bag, Mr. Smith let her go and sit back down.
Walking over to Jennifer's desk, he looked at it, and her hand dripping clear oil. "Can I see your bag?" He inquired.
Jennifer handed him the bag, and he carefully opened it up and looked at the clear oil sitting in the bottom. He felt the bulge in the side pocket and peeked in. "It seems your baby oil leaked," he announced, holding up the empty bottle. "You should take that to the bathroom and try to get it cleaned up."
Jennifer glared at Ashley as she got up. "Watch yourself bitch. I will get you."
With that she stormed out.
