I was dragged to the girl’s side of the field and thrown to the concrete floor as Jenny asked Maggie to “fill the bucket.” 

I looked at Jenny’s wet hair, then her raging eyes. 

“What are you gonna do with that bucket?” I asked, in fear for my life. 

Jenny glared at me as water dripped from her orange hair. 

“I think you already know,” she said in a sweet voice. 

Fwoosh! Fwoosh! Fwoosh! 

I nervously gulped as I heard the water hit the bucket. 

“It’s—full—Jenny!” Maggie struggled to say. 

The bucket must’ve had too much water. Just that fact alone made my back sweat. 

“Jenny, I’m sorry for pouring all that water on you. Can’t we just talk this out?” I pleaded, though I had a good feeling about what her answer was going to be. 

“Hm,” Jenny hummed as she thought about it, then, “No. I don’t want to negotiate. I want revenge.” 

Yeah…that’s what I thought she’d say. 

I was on my bottom and tried getting up, just to see if there was some kind of way I could escape, but that idea got shot down fast. 

Jenny watched my every move, and I knew for a fact that she would catch me if I ever tried to run. 

So I sighed as Maggie lifted the bucket. 

“Hagh…” I sighed with closed eyes. “Just do it already.” 

SPLASH! 

Pounds of water crashed onto my head and clothes. Every part of me was wet. 

“Augh!” 

It was hard to breathe for a couple of seconds. 

And when I wiped water off my face I saw Jenny’s genuine smile. 

She got me good. 

“Pwahaha,” Jenny laughed. 

Maggie chuckled alongside her. 

“Maybe that was a bit too much,” Jenny finally said, as she offered her hand to me. 

“You think?” I snapped back. 

I took her hand and stood in front of her before flicking wet water at both her and Maggie. 

They laughed it off and Maggie asked if I was okay. 

“I felt bad pouring that much water on you,” she said. 

“I don’t,” Jenny quickly added, looking at me with a smug look, “That’s what you get for pouring that whole bottle of water on me.” 

“And this is what you get for pouring that whole bucket of water on me,” I said as I ran for the hose and sprayed it at Jenny. 

“Augh!” 

We got in a playful scuffle after that. In the end, the three of us laughed it off, and I was sure that there was no hate between any of us. Just a friendly water fight that got out of hand, which I didn’t mind at all. 

I even thought it was funny. 

But what wasn’t funny was Principal Hugo walking out to the field with angry, middle-aged wrinkles. 

“What on earth are you kids doing?!” He yelled. 

 From that yell alone, every kid on the field stopped what they were doing. 

“Inside. Now!” Principal Hugo yelled, angrily pointing at the door for all of us to go inside.