Help! I'm In Love With A Liar

Changying and I stared at each other. We could sense deep trouble. Suddenly Biyu groaned loudly and threw up forcefully, right on the warden. Her clothes were drenched in the puke and she was standing motionless and aghast. I pursed my lips hard to control my laughter. Changying had turned her head in the other direction and I knew she was giggling in mirth.

"Take her to her room instantly," warden shrieked, still shell-shocked.

"Yes mam," we said and rushed to the room. As soon as we turned our heads away from her, we busted in incorrigible laughter. That day's evening prayer session was followed by Hitler's spiteful chiding to three of us, targeting our parents and our upbringing.

We were furious and planned to take revenge against her. The next day, we hunted the market for the biggest possible lock we could get and some tiny locks. We then searched for a fart spray bottle and finally located it in a toy store. Now, we were fully equipped with our tools, required for consummation of the plan.

At around 1 am, when the coast was clear, the three of us covered ourselves with bed sheets and went outside the warden's room. Her door was locked from inside and we could hear her snoring loudly. We tried to peek inside the window but it was too dark to see anything. We latched her room's door very quietly from outside and locked it firstly with the giant lock and then few more locks on its top. We started spraying the fart smelled bottle inside her room very slowly from the window. The obnoxious smell was increasing with every spray and we covered our noses with the bed sheets. It was getting tough to tolerate the smell for us, in spite of the fact that most of the fumes were going inside her room. To our surprise she was still fast asleep.

Virtually after entire bottle was over, we heard her footsteps approaching us. We ducked at the sound and she switched on the light of her room. We peeked inside and saw her face, full of disgust. She had covered her nose with her hands. We covered our faces completely with the sheets and dashed towards our room.

"Who is that running?" She lamented in a thunderous pitch.

We sprinted towards our room and on the way disposed off all the keys in the common dustbin so that nobody could locate them. We had almost reached our rooms when we heard an exorbitant thumping sound.