A Wild New Year's Eve Sleepover: Truth or Dare, Pranks, and Revenge, Exams of Voice

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WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 1

OMG! I CANNOT believe I’m actually going to go through with this! It’s supposed to be just a little prank. But I have to admit, I’m a little worried. I really need to think about the consequences of my actions. Because if something goes wrong, there’s a chance SOMEONE could actually end up... DEAD!

YES, that’s correct. DEAD !!

Namely... ME! Because if my parents find out about this stupid stunt I’m planning to pull, they’re going to KILL me! It all started when Chloe, Zoey, and I decided to have a sleepover during our winter break from school. We excitedly counted down the seconds to midnight.... “TEN... NINE... EIGHT... SEVEN... SIX... FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE... ”

CHLOE, ZOEY, AND I CELEBRATE!!

I was really looking forward to a brand-new year. Mainly because last year was filled with SO much drama.

That’s when I almost choked on my pizza. I know my BFF is a hopeless romantic, and I love her to death. But sometimes I worry that her TEETH might be BRIGHTER than SHE is. Crushing on a DOODLEY guy is just so... WRONG! I mean, is that even a REAL word?! If I was going to create the perfect guy, he would be KIND, have a good sense of HUMOR, and be adorably CUTE (just like my crush, Brandon)....

ME, MIXING UP THE INGREDIENTS TO MAKE MY DREAM GUY

“Your turn, Nikki,” Zoey said, and turned to me. “Truth or dare?” “Oooh! I have a really good one!” Chloe exclaimed. A wicked grin spread across her face as she whispered in Zoey’s ear.

Zoey’s eyes got as big as saucers. “OMG, Chloe! Nikki is going to DIE if we ask her that!” she shrieked through her giggles. I scrunched up my face and nervously chewed my lip. Answering a truth about a fictional guy was fun and exciting. But answering one about a REAL guy could be totally EMBARRASSING. And I was hoping to AVOID discussing ONE guy in particular, if you know what I mean. Which meant I didn’t have a choice. “DARE! Nobody’s been brave enough to try a dare, so I’ll do one. Give me your hardest!” I challenged Zoey. She tapped her chin, in deep thought. Then suddenly a sly smirk appeared on her face. “Are you SURE about that, Nikki? Requesting a truth might be A LOT easier.” “Or maybe NOT!” Chloe said smugly. “Yes, I’m sure. DARE!” I blurted. “Bring it!” Sometimes I really wish my brain worked faster than my big, fat mouth. Because it was quite obvious that Chloe and Zoey were up to some mischievous, evil-genius stuff! But there was just NO WAY I was going to voluntarily SPILL MY GUTS about Brandon in a game. Until I heard Zoey’s dare....

CHICKENS “R” US

Afterward, we just sat there staring at each other, wishing our lives were a lot more—I don’t know—EXCITING or something. It was strange because the more I thought about all of the mean stuff MacKenzie had done to us, the more TICKED OFF I got. There’s only so much public humiliation, vicious teasing, malicious gossip, ruthless sabotage, and mean-girl backstabbing that a person can take. I’d had quite enough of people who went out of their way to make my life totally miserable. “People” being snobby, shallow, evil girls like, um... MACKENZIE HOLLISTER!! Calling her a “mean girl” is an understatement. She’s a DOBERMAN in lip gloss and designer jeans. And for some reason, she HATES MY GUTS! MacKenzie having to clean up a few rolls of toilet paper is NOTHING compared to the very long list of horribly rotten things she’s done to US. And she’s hurt other people too. It was HER fault Brandon almost moved to Florida. “You know what, guys? I’m STILL pretty angry about MacKenzie locking us in that storage closet right before we were supposed to skate in the Holiday on Ice show!” I fumed. “Yeah! If she’d had her way, we’d still be in there!” Chloe griped. “Until someone found our skeletons!”

ME, CHLOE, AND ZOEY, NOT LOOKING VERY CUTE AFTER BEING LOCKED IN THAT STORAGE CLOSET FOR THREE VERY

LONG YEARS!!

“You’re right! And THAT was the last straw! I’ve changed my mind about the dare. I’m going to do it! But only if you guys come with me,” I announced. “We’ve got your back, girlfriend!” Zoey said. “This isn’t a dare anymore! It’s PAYBACK! I’ll get the toilet paper!” So right now I’m locked in Zoey’s bathroom, writing all of this in my diary. And instead of doing the sleeping part of our sleepover, we’re secretly planning the Great Toilet Paper Caper. The good news is Miss Thang (also known as MacKenzie) is FINALLY going to get just what SHE deserves !! The BAD news is IF my parents ever find out about this, I’M going to be DEAD MEAT! I can’t believe it’s only thirty-seven minutes into the new year and I’m already FREAKING OUT. One thing is very clear.

THIS year is going to have WAAAAAAY more DRAMA than LAST year.

THURSDAY, JANUARY 2

Have you ever had a REALLY bad feeling about something? And inside your head a little voice is screaming, “NOOOOOOOO! Stop! Don’t do it!” Well, that little voice was warning ME that our Great Toilet Paper Caper was going to be a complete and utter

DISASTER!!

But did I listen? Of course not! Although, I have to admit, part of me wanted to just call the whole thing off. Sneaking out into the cold, dark night to wreak havoc on the world sounded exciting. But we could have had just as much fun staying inside doing all of the normal sleepover stuff. You know, stuff like... Crawling into my warm and cozy sleeping bag and PRETENDING to be asleep. While my BFFs giggle uncontrollably and pour water on my hand to try and make me pee my pants.

Stealing Chloe’s overnight bag and raiding Zoey’s underwear drawer while they’re both busy brushing their teeth. Then secretly stuffing everything in the freezer.

Taking turns SCARING ourselves to death by telling superSPOOKY stories in the dark by flashlight.

“Um... Chloe... ” I gawked at her in confusion. “You realize we’re not going to a costume party, right?” “Hey! I know what I’m doing,” she assured me. “If we get caught, do you think the cops will arrest an adorable little bunny and throw her in jail? Of course not! But I’ll definitely come and visit you and Zoey in the slammer.” Okay! NOW I was starting to get a little worried. As we trudged through the snow to MacKenzie’s house, it was pitch-dark and eerily quiet. All we could hear was the crunching of the snow underfoot and our heavy breathing. I had to resist the urge to turn around and run screaming back to my warm and safe sleeping bag. Finally we reached MacKenzie’s house, and it was just like I had remembered.

GINORMOUS!!

Suddenly my stomach felt superqueasy. Only, I didn’t know if it was all the junk food I’d eaten earlier that night, OR the fact that I was very close to finally getting a meet-’n’- greet with some of my favorite rap artists who were doing time in prison. As a fellow INMATE !! YIKES!! “Come on! Let’s get this done before somebody sees us,” I whisper-shouted. Zoey took six rolls of toilet paper out of her backpack and tossed them to Chloe and me. Chloe and Zoey ran toward a huge tree on the left, and I ran toward one on the right. Then we frantically tossed the toilet paper over the branches until the two trees looked like towering twenty-foot mummies. OMG! It was such a RUSH!!...

It was the most FUN we’ve had together since... um, yesterday. Suddenly the porch light flicked on !! “OH, CRUD! Someone’s coming outside!” I shouted. “HIDE!!” We quickly dove into some nearby bushes and then cautiously peeked out.

The front door opened, and we saw a figure walk down the sidewalk. “Hurry up and go potty already, Fifi! It’s freezing out here!” said a very familiar voice.

It was MACKENZIE !!

OH, CRUD! I’m going to have to finish writing this diary entry later. I’m trying to vent about some VERY personal and private stuff and my MOM just barged into my bedroom without even knocking! She said that for Family Sharing Time, we’re all going with Brianna to see the latest Princess Sugar Plum movie. And then we’re having dinner at Queasy Cheesy.

AGGGGHHHHHH! SPLAT!!

That was me BARFING! I don’t know which I HATE more, Princess Sugar Plum movies or Queasy Cheesy! I guess I’m STILL traumatized by that time MacKenzie videotaped Brianna and me dancing at Queasy Cheesy and put it on YouTube. Gotta STOP writing in my diary even though I don’t want to!! TO BE CONTINUED...

“NIKKI?! CHLOE?! ZOEY?!” MacKenzie finally sputtered. “OMG! You guys nearly scared me to death! WHAT are you doing out here in the middle of the night?!” “Um, would you believe we were taking a little walk and got lost in your bushes?” I asked. “NO! I wouldn’t!” she said, folding her arms and glaring at us. “I didn’t think so... ,” I muttered. “Well, it was nice chatting with you. But we really must be going—” “Not so fast! YOU have some explaining to do. WHY are you snooping around my house? And WHY is the Easter Bunny here on New Year’s Day?!” The Easter Bunny Chloe, Zoey, and I just stared at the ground. Hey, I may be a coward, but at least I’m an HONEST one. I felt morally obligated to tell MacKenzie the truth. “We... um... were sort of in the middle of toilet-papering y-your house,” I stammered. “You were WHAT?!” MacKenzie turned around and finally noticed the streamers of toilet paper dangling from her trees. “No way! Nikki, I can’t believe you would actually—” “It’s NOT her fault. It was MY idea,” Zoey said in my defense. “I dared her to do it.”

“Yeah, but the Truth or Dare game was MY idea,” Chloe said, hanging her head. “That makes ME totally responsible.” “Come on! Do you REALLY think I’m STUPID enough to actually believe you naive little dorks could pull off a majorly deviant prank like this?” MacKenzie sneered. Our mouths dropped open in shock. “Um... YES! We think you’re STUPID! And NO! We’re NOT so naive that we couldn’t pull off a prank like this,” I shot back. “Yeah, right! You can’t even LIE convincingly,” MacKenzie scoffed. Then she gave us the evil eye, like we were something her poodle had just left on the sidewalk.

MACKENZIE, GIVING US THE EVIL EYE

That’s when it dawned on me that she didn’t believe a single word we were saying. I was... FLABBERGASTED! “Obviously, some really cute guys did this to get my attention! Boys are SO obsessed with me.” MacKenzie giggled and batted her eyes like she was flirting with some invisible crush only she could see. “Hmmm... I bet it was Brady and some of the football jocks. Or maybe Theodore and his nerdy band members.... ” Then she put her hands over her heart and swooned. “OMG! I think I know who did it! BRANDON!!” she squealed. “Nikki, you must be SO jealous that he toilet-papered MY house and not YOURS! Eat your heart out, hon!” “MacKenzie, I have seven words for you. YouNeedToGetAClue.com!” I said, staring right into her beady little eyes. “But since we made this