i kissed a girl, and i liked it.
Getting his hands on Sadie's phone had been a longer, more labor-intensive process than Hendrix had thought it would be at first. Even with all the time he spent with her, he'd never really noticed just how glued to her cell phone she was - she kept it in her pocket most of the time, she took it to class with her, he suspected she even took it into the bathroom with her when she showered sometimes. If she'd gone more than ten feet from it over the last week, he hadn't been around to see it, and since he'd been basically stalking her the whole time he doubted it had happened at all. Hendrix was patient, though; several years of Liddell prank wars had taught him the value of waiting for his moment, even if it took longer than he'd planned on. And he only needed a minute or two to put his plan into action, once he got the opportunity. It was Sunday night before he got his chance - she'd been texting while she made him watch zombie movies, half her attention on the cell phone display and the other half on his attempts to cover his eyes during the gut-munching bits, and she left the phone on the couch cushion when she got up to get a snack. Really, she should have known better.

Lightning-fast, he snatched the phone off the seat the second the back of her head disappeared past the door frame. He only had a few seconds before she'd be back, but changing a custom ringtone and getting back to the screen she'd had up when she left didn't take long - the real trick was putting the phone back exactly the way she'd left it. No, the real trick was acting innocent when she got back, acting like he hadn't done anything he wasn't supposed to do without acting like he was acting. Playing innocent without resorting to obvious puppy eyes was a skill he'd honed over the last few years, and he had it pretty much down by now. Not giving any sign of what he'd done during the rest of the movie wasn't even that hard - he had plenty of eyeball gouging and brain munching to distract him, and his squeaks of dismay as he watched the worst bits through his fingers weren't even part of the act. Once again, he needed to wait for his moment.

That moment came Monday morning, in a crowded room, when he called Sadie's phone from a safe enough distance that he could run for it if he needed to. He'd made sure to crank the volume up as high as it would go before replacing the phone, and that meant that when "I Kissed a Girl" started playing, everyone in the room could hear it. His only regret was not shelling out for a camera phone so he could capture the look on her face.

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