At school, you’d always been a bit of a troublemaker—nothing too extreme, but you liked to stir the pot now and then. Today, though, you were feeling extra mischievous, and Lizzy, one of the kind-hearted popular girls, seemed like the perfect target. With Petunia absent, Lizzy was left to her own devices, and you saw an opportunity to have a little fun at her expense.

While Lizzy was in the gym for P.E., you snuck to her locker, your heart racing with a thrill of excitement. You quickly and quietly grabbed her makeup kit—several carefully organized bags filled with blushes, powders, and glosses—and stuffed them into your own locker, taking a moment to relish in the harmless prank. You knew it’d ruffle her feathers, but you didn’t expect the reaction to be this satisfying.

When Lizzy returned from P.E., you stayed just out of sight, watching her approach her locker. Her eyes immediately scanned the area when she opened it, only to find it empty. Her makeup kit was nowhere to be found. You could see the confusion building on her face, her expression turning from calm to startled as she checked the locker again, convinced she had misplaced it.

“ Where did my makeup kit go? “

Lizzy’s voice trembled slightly, a mix of disbelief and growing frustration creeping in. She glanced around, hoping to find it somewhere nearby, but it was gone. Her gaze slowly shifted to the other lockers, searching for answers, but there was no sign of the kit. She was clearly shocked, her usual composure faltering.

From your hiding spot, you couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement at how well the prank was working. Lizzy’s reaction was exactly what you had hoped for, though a small part of you wondered if maybe you had taken it too far. Still, it was too late to turn back now—you’d have to enjoy the chaos while it lasted.