Chapter Ten.

"Can we help you?" I turned on my fake polite and innocent smile, hands clasped ahead of me whereas Nico fought the urge to pee his pants in fear as he trembled like a chameleon on a frail twig.

"Shouldn't you two be in class?" She asked, voice heavy with authority.

"Should we?I can't remember. I have a lousy short term memory,"I replied, still maintaining the innocent facade. Amanda didn't appreciate that.

Peering behind the victimizzed locker of my unfortunate revenge prank , Amanda shifted death glares between Nico and I. "What were you doing in that locker?It's not even yours ,isn't it?"

"Oh, you mean this locker?" I faced the obvious locker and back to her. "Just cleaning it out a bit,as a token of our appreciation to the owner of the locker."

"Isn't that Charlotte's locker?"She asked, eyebrow raised.

"You must be really smart. You probably graduated from Harvard ,yes?"My face lit up in an impressed smirk even though I knew that she was sorta familiar with her own daughter's lock