“Shhh!” She hissed at me. “Take this!” As she thrust the camera in my direction.
We had spent most of the morning using up a canister of film, taking photos of each other around the house to send to our respective parents. The third member of our motley crew was another workmate, who while we loved dearly, was very easy when it came to terrorizing. We had sent him into the depths of the house to locate Critter, the cat we had stolen saved from his previous owner many months earlier, so that he could take part in our marathon modeling session.
“Get ready. Aim the camera at the door…as soon as he opens it, I’m going to flash him” She whispered, with an evil smirk.
We both shuffled into position, me in the corner with the camera aimed at the front door – Bex with her hands at the ready. We heard the floorboards near the front door start creaking and knew that this was it. Camera raised…