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0	A Recipe for Pain -8-
+ 3	A Recipe For Pain -7-
+ 2	Never Come Back -2-
+ 2	A Recipe for Pain -6-
+ 3	A Recipe For Pain -5-
+ 6	A Recipe for Pain -4-
+ 2	Never Come Back -1-
+ 4	Don't Come Back -Intro-
+ 3	A Recipe for Pain -4-
+ 6	A Recipe for Pain -3-
+ 4	A Recipe for Pain -2-
+ 2	A Recipe for Pain -1-
+ 2	A Recipe For Pain -Intro-
+ 2	An Occasional Someone -5-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -4-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -3-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -2-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -1-

We talked our ideas on getting them back for a while about what kind of revenge would be adequately vengeful for their crimes, trying to outdo each other in gruesomeness and creativity. In the end, however, Dante won. And after getting all the detail straightened out, I left, with a Recipe for Pain that we'd created to teach those jerks a lesson.

As soon as Dante was out of the hospital, vengance would begin. I couldn't wait.

Turns out, I had to wait a week. Stupid jerks. They should have held back a little, so I could have my revenge quicker. They were so inconsiderate.

I met Dante in the school library twenty minutes before the first bell and we reviewed the plan, made sure we had all of our materials, and set off to our English class. Our Recipe, as we called it, had several steps, and we had several targets, namely:

• Ashley
• Her jock followers, who'd beaten Dante up
• and last but not least, her best friend, who had persecuted me almost as much as she had

We took our seats. Ashley miller walked in and took hers, glaring at Dante and I as she did so.

Phase one had begun.

Dante started in on step one, writing a note to Miss Miller, and handing it to her. Of course, I already knew what it would say.

'Ashley, I'm sorry I called you that. It was mean, and you were right about that emo girl. . . '

Or something along those lines.

Ashley read it, scribbled something, and handed it back. Dante and Ashley continued writing back and forth throughout the class. And Dante walked with her to the next class, talking to her in a low voice. I watched as our plan unfolded. He spent all day sucking up.

I met him in the park after school to see how things had went. I assumed it was good news, and everything had went well, because he was grinning, perfect teeth on display. I couldn't help grinning back. but Ialso felt a twinge of guilt. I pushed it aside. She deserved it. I was going to get my revenge, guilt or not.

 

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