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To say she was surprised when Chase knocked on her window at 1 AM was an understatement.
"What?" She whispered. "I don't know if you've noticed but visiting hours are closed. Why are you here?"
"Can you let me in at least?"
She opened the window as high as she could, which wasn't very high, and watched Chase try to fit himself through the hole.
It was actually quite entertaining.
"God they make this look so easy in movies." Chase groaned as he fell clumsily to the ground. He was dressed normally but had a small bag strapped to his back, the kind you see preppy joggers wear.
"Sorry you're no 007. Care to tell me why you're here yet?"
Chase got up and brushed himself off. "You've heard about what happened with Molly and the dance team, right?" He actually seemed concerned, which was making her concerned.
"Yeah..." She said slowly. "What about it?"
"I heard her crying the other day, in the bathroom. I couldn't go in so I waited outside. That girl in charge of the dance team left laughing."
Gert attempted to remain calm but her voice cracked when she spoke. "And did you ask Molly about this."
He shifted from side to side but maintained her gaze. "She said she didn't want to talk about it and stormed off. I figured-"
"That evil little slut!" Gert yelled. "No. I shouldn't say that. That evil little demon girl. God I knew she was trouble but I tried to let Molly handle it. Molly's been having a tough time since starting school and I saw it starting and didn't do anything? I hate myself more than that stupid dance girl now." She took a deep breath. "So what did you have in mind? There must have been another reason to come here."
Chase nodded but looked at her carefully. "What I'm gonna suggest, it's gonna sound pretty harsh, are you ok with that? It's nothing that'll hurt her, just some revenge. No physical violence."
Gert hummed and crossed her arms. "Can we get suspended for it?"
"Only if we mess up."
She held her hand out for him to shake as she grew more determined. "I'm in, what's the plan?"
"Plant drugs on that b-"
Gert glared at him.
"Uh, young woman."
She nodded and he continued.
"Anyways, I know for a fact she's been smoking weed that she gets from Lance on the Lacrosse team. She's been sneaky enough to not get caught. All we have to do is plant some of our own in her bag, tell a teacher, and boom, instantly kicked off the team."
"Cruel. I like it. Why come to my house now though?"
"They have their first practice for the championships tomorrow. If we want to get her kicked off and get Molly on it needs to happen tomorrow," He explained. "Plus...well....you know why."
"I really don't?" Gert tilted her head. Could Chase have come to her for help with this because he liked her, because she was Molly's sister, because she was the first person he thought of?
"Because your parents grow weed."
Oh. That's why.
"It has good stress relieving properties!" She tried defending them. Sure, they were evil and all but their plant growing habits were well-intentioned.
"I'm not knocking it Gert. We need to borrow some for our plan."
"Well. I suppose it wouldn't bother them. I use it sometimes so they probably won't think anything's out of the ordinary."
Chase smiled. "Great, lead the way."
Getting to the basement was easy enough. Her parents slept like rocks and Molly strangely enough had started actually staying asleep throughout the whole night.
"Is, uh, your dinosaur still down there?" Chase stuttered. She was surprised to see that he looked genuinely afraid.
"Where else would it go Chase? Under my bed? Yes it's in the basement."
"Where we're going?"
"Yes. Where we're going."
He gulped and with it seemed to swallow down whatever he was thinking about saying next.
Her parents weren't trying to hide anything so it was just sitting on a table in plain sight.
"Here I brought a bag. Just-" He was cut off when a voice spoke.
"Gert? Chase?" Great. Molly woke up. Apparently she did still get up at random times.
"Ah, Molly. My dead sister. Whatever brings you to our presence."
"God, you always talk weird when you're hiding something." Molly's eyes widened when she saw what was in Gert's hand.
"Gert! Is that a weed!"
"No it's a crayon." Gert turned to Chase. "This is why our parents don't tell her things."
"I'm calling the police!" Molly ran down the hallway. Chase looked at Gert, opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, then ran after Molly.
Surprisingly Gert was faster and tackled Molly to the ground. She was at the microwave in the kitchen for some reason and a 9 read on the display.
"You know that isn't a Wizard microwave! It doesn't make calls!"
"What do you mean it doesn't make calls! That's why Dale and Stacy paid so much for it!"
"No! They wanted a microwave that melted cheese perfectly! And we both need to stop yelling! I'll explain things if you just calm down for a minute." Molly stopped struggling and Gert got off of her.
"Thank you. We need this and we can't tell you why."
Molly squinted her eyes while she glanced between Gert and Chase. You guys aren't, like, getting high together or something are you?"
"No we're no-"
"Yeah totally!" Chase and Gert spoke at the same time and glared at each other.
"Okay then." Molly said, dragging out the o. She shifted her stare to Gert. "Are you cheating on Karolina? That's pretty f-"
"Jeez Molly no! And language! We're just two friends getting high together as friends totally platonically with nothing more than friendship between us." Gert internally cringed but Molly seemed so weirded out she just dropped it.
"Ok. You guys go and be weird I just want some cookies." She grabbed a box of Oreos off the counter and walked away.
Chase and Gert let out a collective sigh. "Meet me at the gym right after school, that's when we'll do it."
"No problem."
She walked him back to the window he came in from before he suddenly stopped.
"And Gert," Chase turned and looked at her. "I'd get high with you any day."
The blush stayed on her face until she heard his car pull away.