My friends and I got angry and discussed what to do with Stephen, and we decided to let him off this time. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Who is it?" I yelled from the sofa, getting up to answer the door.
As I opened the door, I saw there was no one there. When my friend Amber yelled, " Its Jeff!" We all ran to see. Yeah it was. He was running and we had the perfect view from our kitchen window.
Sitting there waiting, I was filling water balloons, waiting for Jeff or someone to return for a second time. When I saw him, I sprang up, jumped down from the sink, and alerted all my friends. We were looking from the eyehole on the door as he came up. We soaked him, and he was with dripping water from the corners of his clothes. He ran away yelling, " I'm gonna get you!" We slammed the door and went back inside, moving all the bed mattresses to the living room so we could sit and talk with blankets so we could stay warm. The room filled with laughter when someone said, "Did you see the look on his face?" or " He got it bad." Everyone was giggling and we chatted for about an hour and decided to go to sleep, because it seemed as though the boys weren't coming back.
I lay in bed for about an hour too excited to go to sleep, when *BANG* a wet paper towel hit our balcony window. I rolled out of the warmness of my bed and went to go see what was going on. It was the guys on the other side of the dormitory. Running into the rooms I awakened every one. Some people were already awake and others were snoring but I got them all out of bed.
" We got hit," I said.
*YAWN* " By who?" asked Jessica barely awake.