The Parent Trap, 3/?
Title: The Parent Trap (3/?)
Author: IrisAyame
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2990 for this chapter, 5381 total
Spoilers: Quinn's eggo
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
Summary: AU. Based on glee_fluff_meme prompt. Prompt was: Rachel and Quinn get married. Instead of Quinn having one kid, she has twins, because, duh, that's like the whole point of the story :) They get divorced, quinn takes one daughter and rachel takes the other. They agree to not tell the girls about each other. Rachel lives in New York and Quinn lives in Lima. Their daughters end up meeting at summer camp and plan to get faberry back together.
Author's Note: OMG! So many reviews! *slackjawed* this is me saying thank you to all of them. From now on, I'm gonna thank you all individually, at least, that is my goal :D I can't guarantuee that I can keep up the daily-update, but I'm sure gonna try! :D
[Part 1] [Part 2]
The Joy of Camp Sunshine
Of course, at dinner everyone stared at them like they were animals in the zoo. Even the counselors were gaping, soon the news spread that they didn't know each other at all. Susie gave Allison a tentative smile, as if trying to say that at least they were both going through this, but Allie immediately looked away and started talking to Kelly. Susie's smile dropped, and she felt a friendly touch from Erin.
"Ignore her, she seems full of herself."
"How can I ignore her? Could you ignore someone who looks scarily much like you?"
"You can try."
Susie sighed. "I hope the weirdness will go away soon. I don't like this."
"Sure it will! It's just the first shock!" Erin said in a sure voice.
When she got another glare from Allison, Susie was scared that things would only be getting worse from the initial shock. Unfortunately, she was right.
"Move away, loser," Allie said, pushing Susie. Susie frowned. It had been a week, and Allie's behavior towards her was best described as animosity, or perhaps hate. Susie had let her walk over her, hoping it would go away, but when it didn't she had decided to draw a line. And now Allie had crossed it.
"What's your problem?" She said in her most diva-esque tone. And that was diva-esque.
"What's my problem? What's your problem?" Allie countered. Susie rolled her eyes at the nonsense.
"That does not make any sense, because it is obvious that I do not have any kind of problems with you. I have been perfectly nice and polite to you, a textbook example of civilized behavior, yet you have deemed to treat me like some kind of pariah, throwing all kind of insults my way! Out of this, it is easy to conclude that you are in fact the one having a problem with me. Not the other way around. So once again, what is your problem, Allison?"
"You are my problem! I don't like having to room with a loser like you. You're annoying, you talk too much, and I don't like you!"
"I do not understand why you cannot just avoid me, or something alike. This is a large camp, we don't have to run into each other outside of our rooms if we don't want to, and inside our rooms it is easy to ignore each other. Why must you keep seeking me out like this?"
"It's what I do. People like me make fun of people like you." She shrugged. Susie shook her head.
"You act like our personalities clash naturally because of our differences. It is ironic how different we are, even though we look so much alike. However, being different does not necessarily mean better or worse. I will not specifically ask you to befriend me, but you should act towards me like I am a human being."
Hazel eyes with green specks narrowed. She had never seen such a cold look on her own face before, and it seemed unfitting, clashing.
"Listen up, Berry. I'm only gonna say this once. You can try to avoid me, but I'm not being nice to you. Don't count on it, don't get your hopes up that just because we look like each other it means that we get along. I won't get along with you. And I will keep insulting you in every way that I can."
"Not every way," Susie said, obviously not thinking.
"Yes, every way."
"Not every way, because if you insult my looks, you'll technically be insulting your own looks. My mother has tried to mentally prepare me for these moments to happen. But well, quite obviously, if you would dare say something like that, it would not just be untrue but you would be insulting yourself along the way."
"Move over, loser," Allie said, pushing Susie again, run out of retorts. Susie's smug smile made a way across her face.
After this incident, Allie kept most of her insults to herself. But, somehow, both of the girls competitiveness got the best of them and they competed with each other on each field that they could. Somehow they never ended up on the same team, but always against one another, and always would they try to push their teams to their limits to beat the other girl. When they were playing soccer, Allie's team won, and Susie - always having been a bad loser - was pouting and filled with chagrin for the rest of the day, while the smug smile was not to be taken off Allie's features. Allie's team had won because Susie was a bad leader. Well, Susie was a good leader, she was leadership material, but Susie was a bad team player, while Allie knew how important the team was. However, when it came down to the individual, cross-country running, Susie left Allie behind, taking the first place. She had a tight work-out regime and usually spend hours on the elliptical every evening - mornings were her mother's - which made her very in shape. She reasoned with herself that it was a better win, too, because Allie had won with a team effort, but she had won one-on-one.
Even when playing card games.
"Berry, you're cheating."
"I'm not, I wouldn't ever! The only win I know is an honest one. Have you ever heard that winning by cheating isn't winning at all?"
"Well, maybe you're cheating, but I'm winning!" Allie said, laying her cards down on the table with a smug grin that had become way too familiar to Susie.
"Maybe you're the one who's been cheating. You're more the type than I am."
"Are you calling me a cheater?" Allie said, anger quickly taking over her tone. She had a real temper at times.
"Well, you just called me one!" Susie retorted, staring straight into Allie's eyes.
Allie sat there, counting to 10 in her head. It wasn't worth it. It wasn't worth it. She wasn't worth it.
But that girl just made her want to throw her out of the window. Anything to keep her from saying those long, annoying sentences. She knew that if she'd stay, she would try to kill the girl. So she stood up, took her winnings, and walked out of the room, knowing everyone would breathe out a sigh of relief.
"How many times do I have to say it? I don't look like Susie Berry!"
"Must I once more point at the freckle on Allison's left earlobe?" Susie added.
Charlotte held up her hand in a stop-sign.
"You may not think that you look a lot alike, and by now I think most of the girls have figured out that Susie, you talk like you've swallowed a dictionary, and Allie, you walk around like you're the real thing," she paused, daring them to interrupt her. They normally would. But Charlotte was one of the counselors, so they wisely held their tongues.
"But none of the counselors can tell you apart and it's becoming a problem. So we decided to change the rules for just this once, and allow either of you to wear your hair in a different style. You girls fight that out for yourselves. But from now on, one of you has a ponytail, and one of you doesn't. And it's always the same one that's wearing the ponytail, no switching up every day or something. Figure it out."
"I don't want you to change the rules for us, and I don't think Allie does either!"
"Figure it out," she repeated before walking out.
Allie turned and stared Susie down, saying: "I always wear my hair in a ponytail."
Susie shook her head, and said: "I never do, it will be a pleasure not to anymore. You should know that wearing our hair down brings out the softness of our features, and although it sounds illogical, it actually accentuates our cheekbones instead of hiding them."
Allie blinked, looking at her estranged. Then she said: "Fine. Wear your hair down from now. Leave me out of it."
It stung a little, but Susie squared her shoulders and finally pulled the rubber band from her hair. When she felt the soft blonde hair cascading down her shoulders again, she felt more like herself, the Susie Q she was. Her confidence swelled a little again, and when she left the cabin there was a bounce in her step.
The day after that, was the 10th day they'd been there. That was the day, that the competitions escalated and were put to a stop.
They were playing badminton, one-on-one. Of course, through some joke of faith, Allie was paired with Susie again. Allie smashed the birdie, but Susie was always quick in reacting and made sure the birdie tumbled over the net with inches to spare. Allie smiled. She liked a good competition, and, no matter how much she hated to admit it, Susanne was good competition. Today, Allie had an unfair advantage. Susie was bothered by her hair hanging in front of her face. Allie gave another smash, and Susie, once again obstructed by her blonde locks, missed it. Allie grinned. Susie pulled a rubber band out of her pocket.
"You're not supposed to put your hair into a ponytail."
"I can't see like this."
"You're not supposed to, anyway. You always like playing by the rules."
"Well, not as much as I like playing fair!" Susie said, pulling her hair into a ponytail.
"I'm telling Charlotte."
"You're so childish! Can't you be a little more mature about this?"
"I'm only playing by the rules, Berry. Not that I couldn't kick your ass any other way."
"And stop with the useless threats! I know you're just saying stuff, but I don't like it!"
"Oh, you don't like it, do you? That's to bad. And I'm not bluffing. I could easily kick your ass."
Susie looked like she was about to reply to that statement, but smiled instead, saying:
"You know what, you can't hurt me. Because I know that I am just better than you. I'll have a better life, a better future, I live in NYC, I have confidence, determination and talent and I know that I'll end up to be successful in any department that I choose if I want to. You're the loser here. You need to bring other people down because you don't believe in yourself. You're the kind of girl who's gonna get in trouble, by drinking herself into a coma, or teen pregnanc--" Before she could finish that statement, a surprisingly strong force knocked her to the ground. Allie had officially lost her temper.
Within 5 seconds, everyone was surrounding them. Susie both felt and saw Erin trying to break them up, and Allie hissed in her ear:
"You can't even fight your own battles, can you?"
"Erin, stay away!" Susie said with a loud voice, before tugging at Allie's hair.
Then she felt someone bigger than Erin pulling at her, and when she looked up, out of breath, Charlotte had pulled them apart and was giving them a speech.
"...And now this! You girls better start avoiding each other from now on! I'll make sure that nobody puts you up against each other again, because you obviously can't handle this in a mature way. You are driving me crazy! Figures that I have to be the one with the crazy hate-twins."
"Stop the twins thing!" Allie put in, but Charlotte turned to Allie.
"You're stopping this. This is not a request. It's an order."
That night, they went out. They could go out for one night to a town nearby, and everyone took advantage to the fullest. Of course, neither Susie or Allie were spending the night in a club, being underage, and somehow they ended up with both their cliques (everyone seemed to now have chosen between Team Susie and Team Allie, with as seconds Erin and Kelly) in a café with karaoke.
"Ah, here we are on my turf!" Susie said with a wide smile. "My mother is a great singer and an amazing dancer and has taught me the arts herself since the age of 1!"
Allie snickered. "Is that a bet? Because I know that I can sing. And dance. And I'm sure that I can sing and dance better, too."
"You're very amusing, and you know how I am always up for a good competition, but this just wouldn't be fair. I like to win the honest way, and with me having an unfair advantage like this, well, it wouldn't be honest. I wish we wouldn't have to stop competing, but this it not a real option. Let's just race tomorrow or something."
Allison reached out for the microphone, determined, and shoved it into Susie's hand, while grabbing another one for herself.
"Let's do this."
"Don't say I didn't warn you!" Susie quickly said after it.
Allie walked up to a guy, gesturing towards her look-a-like, and requesting a song. After smirking widely, she walked back.
Susie froze when the first tones to Loathing from the musical Wicked blasted out the speakers, but grinned then. Oh, this could be so good.
"I'm Elphaba!" She called out quickly. Allie shrugged.
As soon as they started, Susie was startled. Allie actually could sing. A glint appeared in her eye.
"...Truly deeply loathing you
Loathing you
My whole life long!"
Afterwards, they got a huge standing ovation from everyone there, and Allie held up her hand so that Susie could high five it.
"Let's call that one a draw," Susie said, still smiling. Allie grinned and nodded.
For a second they seemed to become friends. But as soon as they came back to the camp, Allie looked her up and down, and said:
"Truce is over."
Susie's pout didn't leave her face for the rest of the night.
Now, without the competing, the prank war started. Allie started it, of course. The first time was when Allie threw her bag in the boys showers, knowing Susie wouldn't be looking there and would hate to have to go there, too. Susie retaliated by linking up Allie's iPod to her own and throwing a mix of Broadway classics on them. After that, Allie made everyone believe that Susie had a crush on one of the counselors. Susie retaliated by making everyone believe Allie had a crush on one of the female counselors. Allie put a mixture of dirt and honey in Susie's bed, and Susie thought that it was ironic that it seemed to represent Allie herself.
Susie poured only orange juice, but strategically placed, so that it looked like Allie had peed herself overnight. Erin got tears in her eyes with laughter after that one.
Cabin 4 held a lot of Team Susie members, and Allie made sure that all their beds and all their stuff was covered in the same mix of dirt and honey.
But when Allie tried to retaliate, it escalated and the whole situation went awry.
It started when Erin shook her head, and said to Susie:
"This is insane. If this was a civil society like in the midwest, people would be chasing her out of here, covered in tar and feathers."
Susie had gotten a glint in her eye, and Erin caught up to her immediately.
"We couldn't..."
But when Susie nodded, Erin knew that they sure could.
So that's how the numerous buckets of tar and feathers had come attached to the door of their very own Cabin, and Erin and Susie were making sure that they were not the next ones to go in there, but that Allie and Kelly were. Unfortunately, they had counted outside of Charlotte, who was doing the weekly stuff check-up, to see if there was no alcohol or drugs in those rooms. Charlotte had been shaking her head, walking into "her" Cabin, because if it was necessary to have check-ups like that, it sure meant that something was very wrong with the youth. She knew how wrong, when a thick, black, gross liquid dropped on her and made it's way down to cover her from head to toe. She knew how insane they exactly were, when a bucket of white feathers followed. She didn't know exactly who had done this, but she knew what to do nonetheless. She stomped out, and grabbed first Allie - who was trying to reign in her laughter and giggles - and then Susie, who seemed to just be frozen in a state of panic.
"Listen up, you two. I don't care which one of you attached tar and feathers to the door of our Cabin, it could be either of you little monsters, but we don't live in the Wild West! We live in the 21st Century, in a civilized society, and I want you both to realize that your actions and behavior towards each other seem like you haven't realized that yet! So tonight, you're going in isolation. Cabin 13. Be there at 8 PM exactly, and you're not coming out of that hole until 8 AM. 12 hours, that must be enough to settle your issues with each other, even for you, right? After that, if I see you fighting one more time, I'm calling your parents. Fix it."
She pushed them hard enough to shock everyone, but not even Susie dared to protest, as Charlotte stormed off towards the showers.
"Nice one!" Allie said, partly impressed, but mostly sarcastic and angry for getting the both of them in trouble.
Susie didn't see it as a compliment. Part of her was honestly scared, doubting if she would be able to survive a whole night alone with Allison. But if Susie was one thing, it was determined. And when she made her way to the Cabin, the only thing she wanted to do was set things straight. Only, if Allie would be open to that?
[Part 4]
Author: IrisAyame
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2990 for this chapter, 5381 total
Spoilers: Quinn's eggo
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
Summary: AU. Based on glee_fluff_meme prompt. Prompt was: Rachel and Quinn get married. Instead of Quinn having one kid, she has twins, because, duh, that's like the whole point of the story :) They get divorced, quinn takes one daughter and rachel takes the other. They agree to not tell the girls about each other. Rachel lives in New York and Quinn lives in Lima. Their daughters end up meeting at summer camp and plan to get faberry back together.
Author's Note: OMG! So many reviews! *slackjawed* this is me saying thank you to all of them. From now on, I'm gonna thank you all individually, at least, that is my goal :D I can't guarantuee that I can keep up the daily-update, but I'm sure gonna try! :D
[Part 1] [Part 2]
The Joy of Camp Sunshine
Of course, at dinner everyone stared at them like they were animals in the zoo. Even the counselors were gaping, soon the news spread that they didn't know each other at all. Susie gave Allison a tentative smile, as if trying to say that at least they were both going through this, but Allie immediately looked away and started talking to Kelly. Susie's smile dropped, and she felt a friendly touch from Erin.
"Ignore her, she seems full of herself."
"How can I ignore her? Could you ignore someone who looks scarily much like you?"
"You can try."
Susie sighed. "I hope the weirdness will go away soon. I don't like this."
"Sure it will! It's just the first shock!" Erin said in a sure voice.
When she got another glare from Allison, Susie was scared that things would only be getting worse from the initial shock. Unfortunately, she was right.
"Move away, loser," Allie said, pushing Susie. Susie frowned. It had been a week, and Allie's behavior towards her was best described as animosity, or perhaps hate. Susie had let her walk over her, hoping it would go away, but when it didn't she had decided to draw a line. And now Allie had crossed it.
"What's your problem?" She said in her most diva-esque tone. And that was diva-esque.
"What's my problem? What's your problem?" Allie countered. Susie rolled her eyes at the nonsense.
"That does not make any sense, because it is obvious that I do not have any kind of problems with you. I have been perfectly nice and polite to you, a textbook example of civilized behavior, yet you have deemed to treat me like some kind of pariah, throwing all kind of insults my way! Out of this, it is easy to conclude that you are in fact the one having a problem with me. Not the other way around. So once again, what is your problem, Allison?"
"You are my problem! I don't like having to room with a loser like you. You're annoying, you talk too much, and I don't like you!"
"I do not understand why you cannot just avoid me, or something alike. This is a large camp, we don't have to run into each other outside of our rooms if we don't want to, and inside our rooms it is easy to ignore each other. Why must you keep seeking me out like this?"
"It's what I do. People like me make fun of people like you." She shrugged. Susie shook her head.
"You act like our personalities clash naturally because of our differences. It is ironic how different we are, even though we look so much alike. However, being different does not necessarily mean better or worse. I will not specifically ask you to befriend me, but you should act towards me like I am a human being."
Hazel eyes with green specks narrowed. She had never seen such a cold look on her own face before, and it seemed unfitting, clashing.
"Listen up, Berry. I'm only gonna say this once. You can try to avoid me, but I'm not being nice to you. Don't count on it, don't get your hopes up that just because we look like each other it means that we get along. I won't get along with you. And I will keep insulting you in every way that I can."
"Not every way," Susie said, obviously not thinking.
"Yes, every way."
"Not every way, because if you insult my looks, you'll technically be insulting your own looks. My mother has tried to mentally prepare me for these moments to happen. But well, quite obviously, if you would dare say something like that, it would not just be untrue but you would be insulting yourself along the way."
"Move over, loser," Allie said, pushing Susie again, run out of retorts. Susie's smug smile made a way across her face.
After this incident, Allie kept most of her insults to herself. But, somehow, both of the girls competitiveness got the best of them and they competed with each other on each field that they could. Somehow they never ended up on the same team, but always against one another, and always would they try to push their teams to their limits to beat the other girl. When they were playing soccer, Allie's team won, and Susie - always having been a bad loser - was pouting and filled with chagrin for the rest of the day, while the smug smile was not to be taken off Allie's features. Allie's team had won because Susie was a bad leader. Well, Susie was a good leader, she was leadership material, but Susie was a bad team player, while Allie knew how important the team was. However, when it came down to the individual, cross-country running, Susie left Allie behind, taking the first place. She had a tight work-out regime and usually spend hours on the elliptical every evening - mornings were her mother's - which made her very in shape. She reasoned with herself that it was a better win, too, because Allie had won with a team effort, but she had won one-on-one.
Even when playing card games.
"Berry, you're cheating."
"I'm not, I wouldn't ever! The only win I know is an honest one. Have you ever heard that winning by cheating isn't winning at all?"
"Well, maybe you're cheating, but I'm winning!" Allie said, laying her cards down on the table with a smug grin that had become way too familiar to Susie.
"Maybe you're the one who's been cheating. You're more the type than I am."
"Are you calling me a cheater?" Allie said, anger quickly taking over her tone. She had a real temper at times.
"Well, you just called me one!" Susie retorted, staring straight into Allie's eyes.
Allie sat there, counting to 10 in her head. It wasn't worth it. It wasn't worth it. She wasn't worth it.
But that girl just made her want to throw her out of the window. Anything to keep her from saying those long, annoying sentences. She knew that if she'd stay, she would try to kill the girl. So she stood up, took her winnings, and walked out of the room, knowing everyone would breathe out a sigh of relief.
"How many times do I have to say it? I don't look like Susie Berry!"
"Must I once more point at the freckle on Allison's left earlobe?" Susie added.
Charlotte held up her hand in a stop-sign.
"You may not think that you look a lot alike, and by now I think most of the girls have figured out that Susie, you talk like you've swallowed a dictionary, and Allie, you walk around like you're the real thing," she paused, daring them to interrupt her. They normally would. But Charlotte was one of the counselors, so they wisely held their tongues.
"But none of the counselors can tell you apart and it's becoming a problem. So we decided to change the rules for just this once, and allow either of you to wear your hair in a different style. You girls fight that out for yourselves. But from now on, one of you has a ponytail, and one of you doesn't. And it's always the same one that's wearing the ponytail, no switching up every day or something. Figure it out."
"I don't want you to change the rules for us, and I don't think Allie does either!"
"Figure it out," she repeated before walking out.
Allie turned and stared Susie down, saying: "I always wear my hair in a ponytail."
Susie shook her head, and said: "I never do, it will be a pleasure not to anymore. You should know that wearing our hair down brings out the softness of our features, and although it sounds illogical, it actually accentuates our cheekbones instead of hiding them."
Allie blinked, looking at her estranged. Then she said: "Fine. Wear your hair down from now. Leave me out of it."
It stung a little, but Susie squared her shoulders and finally pulled the rubber band from her hair. When she felt the soft blonde hair cascading down her shoulders again, she felt more like herself, the Susie Q she was. Her confidence swelled a little again, and when she left the cabin there was a bounce in her step.
The day after that, was the 10th day they'd been there. That was the day, that the competitions escalated and were put to a stop.
They were playing badminton, one-on-one. Of course, through some joke of faith, Allie was paired with Susie again. Allie smashed the birdie, but Susie was always quick in reacting and made sure the birdie tumbled over the net with inches to spare. Allie smiled. She liked a good competition, and, no matter how much she hated to admit it, Susanne was good competition. Today, Allie had an unfair advantage. Susie was bothered by her hair hanging in front of her face. Allie gave another smash, and Susie, once again obstructed by her blonde locks, missed it. Allie grinned. Susie pulled a rubber band out of her pocket.
"You're not supposed to put your hair into a ponytail."
"I can't see like this."
"You're not supposed to, anyway. You always like playing by the rules."
"Well, not as much as I like playing fair!" Susie said, pulling her hair into a ponytail.
"I'm telling Charlotte."
"You're so childish! Can't you be a little more mature about this?"
"I'm only playing by the rules, Berry. Not that I couldn't kick your ass any other way."
"And stop with the useless threats! I know you're just saying stuff, but I don't like it!"
"Oh, you don't like it, do you? That's to bad. And I'm not bluffing. I could easily kick your ass."
Susie looked like she was about to reply to that statement, but smiled instead, saying:
"You know what, you can't hurt me. Because I know that I am just better than you. I'll have a better life, a better future, I live in NYC, I have confidence, determination and talent and I know that I'll end up to be successful in any department that I choose if I want to. You're the loser here. You need to bring other people down because you don't believe in yourself. You're the kind of girl who's gonna get in trouble, by drinking herself into a coma, or teen pregnanc--" Before she could finish that statement, a surprisingly strong force knocked her to the ground. Allie had officially lost her temper.
Within 5 seconds, everyone was surrounding them. Susie both felt and saw Erin trying to break them up, and Allie hissed in her ear:
"You can't even fight your own battles, can you?"
"Erin, stay away!" Susie said with a loud voice, before tugging at Allie's hair.
Then she felt someone bigger than Erin pulling at her, and when she looked up, out of breath, Charlotte had pulled them apart and was giving them a speech.
"...And now this! You girls better start avoiding each other from now on! I'll make sure that nobody puts you up against each other again, because you obviously can't handle this in a mature way. You are driving me crazy! Figures that I have to be the one with the crazy hate-twins."
"Stop the twins thing!" Allie put in, but Charlotte turned to Allie.
"You're stopping this. This is not a request. It's an order."
That night, they went out. They could go out for one night to a town nearby, and everyone took advantage to the fullest. Of course, neither Susie or Allie were spending the night in a club, being underage, and somehow they ended up with both their cliques (everyone seemed to now have chosen between Team Susie and Team Allie, with as seconds Erin and Kelly) in a café with karaoke.
"Ah, here we are on my turf!" Susie said with a wide smile. "My mother is a great singer and an amazing dancer and has taught me the arts herself since the age of 1!"
Allie snickered. "Is that a bet? Because I know that I can sing. And dance. And I'm sure that I can sing and dance better, too."
"You're very amusing, and you know how I am always up for a good competition, but this just wouldn't be fair. I like to win the honest way, and with me having an unfair advantage like this, well, it wouldn't be honest. I wish we wouldn't have to stop competing, but this it not a real option. Let's just race tomorrow or something."
Allison reached out for the microphone, determined, and shoved it into Susie's hand, while grabbing another one for herself.
"Let's do this."
"Don't say I didn't warn you!" Susie quickly said after it.
Allie walked up to a guy, gesturing towards her look-a-like, and requesting a song. After smirking widely, she walked back.
Susie froze when the first tones to Loathing from the musical Wicked blasted out the speakers, but grinned then. Oh, this could be so good.
"I'm Elphaba!" She called out quickly. Allie shrugged.
As soon as they started, Susie was startled. Allie actually could sing. A glint appeared in her eye.
"...Truly deeply loathing you
Loathing you
My whole life long!"
Afterwards, they got a huge standing ovation from everyone there, and Allie held up her hand so that Susie could high five it.
"Let's call that one a draw," Susie said, still smiling. Allie grinned and nodded.
For a second they seemed to become friends. But as soon as they came back to the camp, Allie looked her up and down, and said:
"Truce is over."
Susie's pout didn't leave her face for the rest of the night.
Now, without the competing, the prank war started. Allie started it, of course. The first time was when Allie threw her bag in the boys showers, knowing Susie wouldn't be looking there and would hate to have to go there, too. Susie retaliated by linking up Allie's iPod to her own and throwing a mix of Broadway classics on them. After that, Allie made everyone believe that Susie had a crush on one of the counselors. Susie retaliated by making everyone believe Allie had a crush on one of the female counselors. Allie put a mixture of dirt and honey in Susie's bed, and Susie thought that it was ironic that it seemed to represent Allie herself.
Susie poured only orange juice, but strategically placed, so that it looked like Allie had peed herself overnight. Erin got tears in her eyes with laughter after that one.
Cabin 4 held a lot of Team Susie members, and Allie made sure that all their beds and all their stuff was covered in the same mix of dirt and honey.
But when Allie tried to retaliate, it escalated and the whole situation went awry.
It started when Erin shook her head, and said to Susie:
"This is insane. If this was a civil society like in the midwest, people would be chasing her out of here, covered in tar and feathers."
Susie had gotten a glint in her eye, and Erin caught up to her immediately.
"We couldn't..."
But when Susie nodded, Erin knew that they sure could.
So that's how the numerous buckets of tar and feathers had come attached to the door of their very own Cabin, and Erin and Susie were making sure that they were not the next ones to go in there, but that Allie and Kelly were. Unfortunately, they had counted outside of Charlotte, who was doing the weekly stuff check-up, to see if there was no alcohol or drugs in those rooms. Charlotte had been shaking her head, walking into "her" Cabin, because if it was necessary to have check-ups like that, it sure meant that something was very wrong with the youth. She knew how wrong, when a thick, black, gross liquid dropped on her and made it's way down to cover her from head to toe. She knew how insane they exactly were, when a bucket of white feathers followed. She didn't know exactly who had done this, but she knew what to do nonetheless. She stomped out, and grabbed first Allie - who was trying to reign in her laughter and giggles - and then Susie, who seemed to just be frozen in a state of panic.
"Listen up, you two. I don't care which one of you attached tar and feathers to the door of our Cabin, it could be either of you little monsters, but we don't live in the Wild West! We live in the 21st Century, in a civilized society, and I want you both to realize that your actions and behavior towards each other seem like you haven't realized that yet! So tonight, you're going in isolation. Cabin 13. Be there at 8 PM exactly, and you're not coming out of that hole until 8 AM. 12 hours, that must be enough to settle your issues with each other, even for you, right? After that, if I see you fighting one more time, I'm calling your parents. Fix it."
She pushed them hard enough to shock everyone, but not even Susie dared to protest, as Charlotte stormed off towards the showers.
"Nice one!" Allie said, partly impressed, but mostly sarcastic and angry for getting the both of them in trouble.
Susie didn't see it as a compliment. Part of her was honestly scared, doubting if she would be able to survive a whole night alone with Allison. But if Susie was one thing, it was determined. And when she made her way to the Cabin, the only thing she wanted to do was set things straight. Only, if Allie would be open to that?
[Part 4]