Chapter 68

"Who is this?" I queried, putting my dressing on hold as I stood confused. 

It was silent on the other line, but I knew whoever it was was still there because I could hear him breathing heavily. 

"Are you there?" I asked, bending to pick up my Hermes sandals. "Hello, who is this?" 

"Your worst nightmare." He drawled in the same accent as Schwartz from that Nickelodeon show, Henry danger.

My sandals slipped from my hand and my throat became dry. "Stop it guys, it's not funny anymore. I dislike being pranked!" 

The warning did not scare whoever was on the other line because he laughed evilly and I imagined him to have red horns on both sides of his head. I shook the thought o