The fight has just begun.

[Kamillia Engel]

Kamillia had spent that last couple hours places a bunch of make-up on her wrist. This wasn’t just about covering up a blemish or a scar. Kamillia was actually the last person who would try to cover up her scars, she had too many of them to try to cover up all the time. This was a special occasion.



One guy called Philip Prince had played a prank on her one day, and ever since that one fateful day they had been playing trick on each other. To had seemed to have become a playful war, and the pranks seemed to have escalated a bit since they started. Honestly, Kamillia couldn’t even remember the last prank Philip pulled on her, let alone the very first one. She only knew that the ball was now in her court, and she was not going to disappoint.



Right before placing the make-up on she had went down stairs to ask the receptionist what room Philip resided in, if he resided on campus at all. Then she just had to wait for Philip to show his face to go to his dorm. Once she knew he was in his dorm, and had to kind of pray he would stay there for at least the next hour. It took awhile to get the make-up on and to make it perfect. Kamillia had taken a few weeks to perfect this because this was out of her cosmetic comfort zone.



Placing eye drops in her eyes and rubbed her eyes vigorously while trying not to ruin her handy work on her wrist she now effectively looked like she was crying. She walked out of her dorm room, and carefully peaked out into the wall way to make sure no one was around, it would be a waste if someone got in the middle of her prank. When the hallway was clear she walked down to Philip’s room and knocked several times, all in a panic frenzy. When the boy would open the door he would find the redhead crying, holding her left wrist because as of right now it looked like it was broken because of her wrist bone looked like it had breached skin and was now exposed to air. The cosmetic work was done on the inside of her wrist, and she hoped that it was good enough to pass as a broken wrist.

[Phillip Prince]

Phillip Prince walked out the counselor's office, faking an apologetic smile as he apologized again for the little prank he pulled that morning in the boy's locker room and promised to not do it again. Obviously, his counselor saw through him because this was only the thousandth time they had the same conversation with the same outcome.

He headed straight for his room to clean up. He had rotten tomato all over him as a result of the prank - don't even ask what it was about - and he reek of its smell. Entering his dorm,he took a sniff of his shirt and instantly felt like gagging. He was in the bathroom, about to take his shirt off when he heard rapid knocking on the door.

"Hey, Lennox, can you get that please?" he called out to his roommate. Unfortunately, no reply came and the person kept knocking. Lennox must be out. Unhappily, he kept his shirt on and went to answer the door. Was it his counselor? He wanted a shower, not talk more about his attitude and pranks.

Opening the door, he was surprised to see a girl crying. "What the fuck..." Was she a friend of Lennox? Was this girl/boy trouble? Oh my, Phillip did not want to have to handle that. However, later he saw her fucked up wrist. "BLIMEY, GIRL THIS IS NOT THE NURSES' OFFICE! THAT'S WHERE YOU SHOULD BE GOING!" he shouted. Honestly, how daft can someone be.

[Kamillia Engel]

Kamillia kind of figured the other boy wouldn’t know who she was. There were probably a lot of people at the school who would get back at him for pulling pranks on them. Unless the boy only pulled pranks on Kam than she would have to rethink this situation, but she doubted this was the case. She had heard a few people in her social group complain about this guy. It seemed there was quite a few people at the school who couldn’t wait to see the Prince boy graduate and leave the school. She personally didn’t know how long that would be, nor did she know if the Prince boy planned on becoming a teacher after graduating. It seemed that most of the staff at Bellefonte were once students.

There was a time where a person did need to grow up and live out of their certain behaviors which should be left in their school years. Kam herself had already accepted the fact that once she graduated from college she would no longer have the time to go to clubs, nor would be have the energy with having to work and hopefully have a family. Because of this however, she had decided while she was in school that she would continue doing the things she loves, and before she settled down after college she would travel parts of the world she’s been longing to see.

Tears flowing from her eyes, she half faked a sniffle. “Please, can you drive me to the hospital? Or walk me there? Or call me a cab? Please? No one is at the nurse’s office at this time. They are on break… Believe I know. I have to go there a lot..” Her own power made it hard for her not to visit the nurse’s office at least once a week, some weeks she visited more than once. She was very familiar with their schedules, as well at familiar with the people who worked there. She was not daft, she planned this prank very precisely, mostly so she wouldn’t get caught in a lie.