When I walked into my dorm two of the three other girls in my room were sitting on a bed, peering at a piece of parchment. I smiled at them, but they didn't notice. I cleared my throat, but neither of them looked at me.
"Hey," I said, "I'm Jackie,"
Finally, the two girls looked up at me. One of them gave me a small smile.
"I'm Robin," the one that had smiled at me said. She had perfectly straight brown hair with purple tips and big brown eyes. She was tan and thin.
"People call me Krissy," the other girl told me. This girl had curly/wavy frizzy hair. She had it in a high ponytail. It looked good but I could tell that she was unhappy with her hair. Her eyes were hazel, the type of hazel that made it look like the colors in her eyes were dancing and spinning.
"Is Krissy your full name?" I asked.
Krissy recoiled and clutched the parchment to her chest.
"Why wouldn't it be?" she asked me sharply.
"Uh, sorry I just thought that, well, you said that people call you Krissy, not that your name was Krissy,"
"Of course it's Krissy," she snapped back.
"Sure," Robin said sarcastically.
Krissy glared at her but Robin just laughed.
"It's actually Krystal," Robin told me.
"Hey!" Krissy cried and threw a pillow at her.
"But Krystal is such a pretty name!" I said.
"It's an ugly name, that's what it is," Krissy mumbled.
"So where's your other friend?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, The short ginger girl?" Krissy asked.
"Uh, yeah," I replied.
"She's not our friend," Robin said.
"As if she would ever be!" Krissy laughed, "her name is Janie, and she's my cousin,"
"We pretty much hate her," Robin informed me.
"OMG, she is such a baby! She's afraid of everything and she drives us insane!"
"She's like a first grader in the body of a fourth grader in the place if a sixth grader," Robin said.
"I've known Robin since I was a baby because our parents are friends, and Janie is always following us around and trying to be just like us," Krissy told me.
"Just wait, you'll hate her too. She'll be such a pain to share a room with, all night she'll be moaning about how she's afraid of the dark," Robin said.
The two girls howled in laughter and clutched their stomachs. I gave a small laugh so I wouldn't seem too weird, but I thought that Robin and Krissy were being mean. Maybe they were right though, I'd have to wait and see. Krissy and Robin kept saying bad things about her.
"Just wait, she'll totally wet the bed tonight," Krissy said, "Especially if our plan works"
The girls shared knowing looks, I hoped they were joking as they ranted on about Janie.
They weren't joking. Janie really did worship Krissy and Robin. At dinner I sat alone. There were plenty of people around me, but no one talked to me. In the corridor I saw Jenna linking arms with another girl. Jacob was laughing with a bunch of boys. Neither of them said anything to me but a weak hello.
Now, I'm sitting on my bed. Robin and Krissy are talking really fast and Janie is anxiously trying to add to their conversation. Janie really was short and thin. She had wavy red hair and plain brown eyes. freckles covered her pale and delicate face. She actually did look like a third or fourth grader.
When it was nine o'clock Robin turned off the lights and we all saw that Janie had plugged in a pink night light. Krissy laughed cruelly. She snatched the night light out of the wall and Janie whimpered when the room fell into total darkness.
"Only babies use night lights," Krissy said.
"Okay," Janie mumbled, but kept whimpering.
Robin giggled and Krissy joined in. I buried my head in my pillow and went to sleep.
Hands shook me awake. I rubbed my eyes and looked up at Robin and Krissy. They pulled my covers off. The room was dark except for a single lantern held by Krissy.
"You're going to want to see this," Robin whispered.
I got up, eager to please them. They walked over to Janie's bed, where they had already pulled her covers off. Janie was fast asleep, whimpering and rolling around. Robin was holding a cup of water and grinning.
Slowly, Krissy set down the lantern and Robin set the glass of water on Janie's bed, next to her hand. Krissy lifted her arm and put her hand into the cup of water. Then, Krissy adjusted the lantern, so we could all see better. Then, a little bit of wetness appeared on Janie's pajamas. Robin gasped and Krissy was covering her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. I had heard that if you put a sleeping person's hand in warm water they would wet the bed. Krissy and Robin had tested this theory and it was working.
The little bit of wetness grew until Janie's bed was soaked. A foul oder hung in the air. Krissy and Robin were giggling uncontrollably, but quietly. Janie had wet the bed, she had actually wet the bed. The two girl threw the bed sheets back on and shook Janie awake.
"Do you smell something?" Robin asked innocently.
"It smells like pee, we're checking to see if someone wet the bed," Krissy said, then tore her covers off.
The two friends burst into laughter when they saw Janie in soaked bed sheets again. Janie gasped. She leapt out of bed and ran to the bathroom in the dorm. Robin and Jamie were rolling on the floor, howling with laughter. They ran to the bathroom door and started to tease Janie about wetting the bed. I felt a pang of sympathy for her.
I walked back to bed and covered my head with the comforter. I wrapped my pillow around my head to block out the noise, and tried to go back to sleep.