Sisterhood of the Traveling Pranks

Chapter Two

 Harlow 

I smirk at the look Ivy and Vee are giving me. They know how horrible, in the best ways, my ideas can be. “What? Don’t look at me like that. You both know that asshole deserves this. Not only does he think he is the top dog, but does he really think that we wouldn’t tell eachother? I mean we are triplets for f**k’s sake.”

“Low, let’s just hear this devious plan you have come up with and take it from there.” Ivy says cautiously.

I glance at Vee through the mirror as she continues to do her makeup and give her a wide grin as she raises an eyebrow, patiently waiting. I blow out a giddy breath. “Well, I was thinking that I will get him all riled up for dinner by flirting and teasing him with these bad boys,” I express with flirty eyes and a sexy pout, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them together, the cleavage popping out of my top.

Vee rolls her eyes and continues putting on the rest of her face while Ivy is silent and waiting for me to get on with my brilliant plan. She is always the more patient one out of the three of us. 

“I will order the most expensive food and drink on the menu. I will leave him wanting you two even more. Ivy, you will do the same when it comes to dinner, make that asshole spend his money thinking he will get something in return. Vee, you get the best part. You work your magic on the dance floor, get him to open a tab at the bar which Ivy and I will also use. We will sit off to the side in a dark booth, watching and waiting for you to go to the washroom and that is when her and I will grab a male, start dancing with them on seperate sides of Jeremy and making sure he sees us. When you come back, you will confront him and we will get on the stage to sing to him and embarrass him in front of everyone.”

Ivy smiles and nods her head in approval, suddenly all giddy at my idea. “Yes! That’s perfect, Low! Tonight at Toxic, it's karaoke night where anyone can request a song to the DJ and sing on the stage they have. We can all go up on the stage and sing to Jeremy, making him and everyone in the club, very aware that we played him. Vee can make sure to have the perfect revenge song for us. The fact that he thought he could date us all and the fact that it is on the same day, is actually quite funny.”

I grab her hands and start hopping up and down like an excited little kid. “Oh my god, Ivy! That’s freaking perfect! He has absolutely no idea what he is in for and we have to make sure there are videos, because it is going to be epic!”

I go over to Vee now that her makeup is done and hug her around the neck, dragging Ivy behind me and put all of our faces beside the other in the mirror. Smiling with a giddiness I have not felt in a while, I squeeze the two of them closer to me, kissing them on the cheek before announcing to Vee, “Who knew our baby sis was such a sneaky little b***h. We need you to speak up more often, little sister. You truly are more than just a smart brain and sexy body like all the boys seem to think.” 

Ivy’s face goes red with embarrassment when I talk so openly about how the boys in the area want her. She may be a virgin, but her rep is seriously one of a good girl, and what guy wouldn’t want to bang the girl next door who is saving herself for the right man?

None of the boys here are worth wasting time on, though, they all think with the heads between their legs rather than the one connected to their necks. They aren’t the same quality as the images I get myself off to. I save that for the sexy, possessive as f**k werewolf men out there. One day I will f**k myself a lycan or a werewolf, at least just once.

Vee stands up off of the vanity seat and turns to us as she looks at the clock on the wall. “Well, Low. Get those titties ready. It’s showtime.”

She winks at me before she leaves the room with Ivy right on her heels. I release a deep breath and prepare myself for some free food and to flirt with a male that we all cannot stand. Jeremy wanted to pick me up and I agreed; I want him to think that I want this date with him and that I will want more after it is done.

I hear a car horn honk and realize it is him. Rushing down the stairs, I give both of my sisters a hug. “Wish me luck!”

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Vee shouts right as I’m about to open the door.

I look back at her over my shoulder and wink. “Don’t worry. I will just drop to my knees under the table and show him my infamous blowjob skills.”

I laugh out loud at the appalled looks on their faces as I close the door. I snicker to myself until I see Jeremy’s bright red Lambo waiting for me in the driveway. Preventing myself from rolling my eyes at how predictable this douchebag is, is extremely difficult the closer I get to him. Why couldn’t a sexy ass supernatural male be wanting to have his way with us instead? 

I school my features and sway my hips as I make my way to Jeremy’s fancy car. He hops out of the driver seat and bites his bottom lip, shamelessly checking me out as I stop in front of his car. 

“Hey, Jer. Are you ready to get out of here?” Looking at him through my dark black eyelashes.

He snaps out of his reverie and walks over to the passenger side and opens the door for me. “For you, my lady.” Well damn, he is going to lay it on thick, isn’t he?

I force out a giggle as I saunter my way to where he is waiting for me to get in. When I reach him, he holds his hand out for me to take to help me get in the car, but the smooth bastard steals a kiss while looking at me seductively through hooded eyes. I bite my lip as I glance at the ground and then back up at him as my cheeks heat. I know I have a reputation as the bold, daring, sexually active one of us three, but that doesn’t mean I’m unaffected by a man’s attention. Of course this is an act to make him fall hook, line, and sinker, but he doesn’t need to know that.

He chuckles at my blush. “Get in, baby. I made reservations and we don’t want to be late.”

I get into the passenger seat with as much grace as I can for such a low car and watch as Jeremy closes the door before jogging over to the passenger side.

Why do you have to be such a f*****g dickhead, Jer?

He would be the total catch if he wasn’t such an egotistical asshole. He is definitely sexy, smart, and charming, but then the real him comes out and it makes everything good about him pointless. As he reverses out of the driveway, I see the girls watching through the window. I blow them kisses, and thankfully Jeremy doesn’t see it.

We arrive at a cute little diner twenty minutes outside of town called A Little Taste of Heaven. The place is beautiful and so homey-feeling as we walk in. Jeremy’s hand is on my lower back, guiding me to the hostess stand as a bright-eyed redhead beams at us. I cannot help but smile back at her.

“Hello. Welcome to A Little Taste of Heaven. Do you have a reservation or do you just need a table for two?” she greets enthusiastically.

Jeremy gives her a charming smile that causes her to blush. “I have a reservation under Jeremy Sinclair.”

Her eyes widen at his statement and her blush turns a deeper red. “Oh, of course! Right this way please, Mr. Sinclair. Your table is ready and waiting for you.”

She grabs two menus and leads us to a booth in the back of the diner that is secluded and right beside a quaint little fish tank. It has all sorts of colorful fish just swimming around, minding their own business as if everything is right in their world.

I guess it is--they don’t have a beautiful asshole trying to f**k them and their two sisters. I mentally roll my eyes at my thoughts and plaster a smile on my face as Jeremy pulls the chair back for me to sit in.

“Thank you, Jer,” I say in a sickly sweet voice.

“Anytime, gorgeous.” He flashes his award-winning grin my way and I return a seductive smile of my own.

Picking up my menu, I read through all the options while the hostess leaves us be.

A black-haired beauty sways our way and I see Jeremy’s eyes light up. Honestly, I cannot blame the bastard. If I was into females, I would want to bang her too. She smiles warmly at us, her eyes lingering a little longer on me than Jeremy before clearing her throat. “Good afternoon Mr. Sinclair. My name is Marissa and I will be your waitress for today. Can I start you two off with anything to drink?”

Jeremy coughs to get her attention off of me and onto him, which causes me to snicker under my breath. He raises an eyebrow my way and I shrug my shoulder indifferently. It’s not my fault she prefers females. “Yes, I would like a bottle of your finest red wine to start with, please.”

She furrows her brows before looking at me and I just give her a comforting smile, knowing we are underage but also understanding Jeremy is the mayor’s son and the fucker probably gets away with everything anyway. He puts a $100 bill in her hand and winks at her. She shoves it into her apron and straightens her back as if nothing had happened.

“Right away Mr. Sinclair. Did you two need a few more minutes to decide on what you would like for lunch?” She asks me the question and totally disregards Jeremy and the attention he was giving solely to her. 

One thing you should know when you want to get into a girl's pants, Jer, do not eyefuck other females right in front of her!

“Yes, please. I will have my order ready for when you get back with the wine.” I give her a smile before looking at Jeremy and giving him my attention. Marissa nods and turns on her heels to go get the wine.

“So, baby doll, what made you finally agree to go on a date with me?” Jeremy tilts his head in curiosity. Rightly so, considering we ignored the bastard for years before suddenly coming up with this plan to hopefully get him off our cases once and for all.

I look into his hypnotizing blue eyes and lift a shoulder. “I decided to finally give you a chance. I have never been with someone so persistent before so I figured, why not?”

He just stares at me as if trying to figure out if I’m lying or not. Our gazes stay locked on one another until he licks his bottom lip and his eyes smolder, causing my face to heat up. I unwrap the utensils to distract myself from his attention.

The waitress returns with a bottle of Chateau Bellevue Bordeaux and two wine glasses. I watch her as she pours the liquid into the glasses gracefully. When she is done, she winks at me before straightening her spine and asks us both in her bubbly, friendly tone, “Have you guys had a chance to look at the menu yet, or do you need more time to decide what you’d like to eat?” 

“I’m ready. I would like the barbecue prime rib, medium rare. A baked potato with chives, garlic butter, bacon bits and the green beans almondine for my side, please.” I hand her my menu before I look at Jeremy to see that his eyes are bulged out. When he catches me looking at him, he smiles wide at me and whistles.

“I love a girl who knows how to eat.” Winking at me, he turns to the waitress and orders his food. I zone him out and take a sip of the wine. It’s really good. I have had alcohol before, but not often and not this expensive stuff. Vodka and coolers were always my go-to.

Marissa walks away with our order, and Jeremy reaches across the table to hold my hand in some corny romantic way. I have to stop myself from pulling my hand away, remembering the role I have to play so everything goes smoothly for Ivy and Vee tonight. His thumb rubs back and forth along my knuckles. “Thank you for finally agreeing to go on a date with me, Harlow. I’ve been wanting to go out with you for years, so thank you for giving me the chance. I can show you things that will blow your mind.”

“I bet you can, Jer, so don’t make me regret giving you this opportunity to prove all of the rumors wrong about you.” I raise an eyebrow at him because he knows exactly what I mean.

The whole damn school knows what I am talking about when it comes to him and his big ass mouth. He is the one male who will not stop trying to get into our panties, and almost every single guy has tried once at least with one of us, but this asshole thinks he can bang us all. 

Not going to happen in this lifetime, buddy.

Determination is showing through his baby blues, and I know it is for more than just this date. He actually thinks that he will be the guy to finally f**k the Untouchable Trio. That is what people have been calling us since we don’t give any of the male population any of our attention.

Our food arrives, and as Marissa’s hips sway with every step, I catch Jeremy eyeing her. I roll my eyes and mentally scoff. It doesn’t bother me in the least, but I mean, come on! I dig into my food as if I haven’t eaten all day, and to be honest I haven’t. I never was a breakfast person.

Purposefully pushing my breasts together with my forearms, I clean my mouth after taking a bite of the ribs, moaning as I do so. Peeking at Jeremy, his eyes are right where I want them to be as he shifts in his seat, most likely trying to find some room in his pants for the hard d**k he is about to be sprouting.

Everytime I take a bite, I moan or groan softly and seductively. I swear I even hear him growl once, but I completely ignore it as I lick and suck my fingers clean. “Oh god, this barbecue sauce is amazing, Jeremy. And the meat is f*****g delicious.”

“Harlow, you need to stop doing that,” he states with authority. A weaker female might find it sexy, but for me, it's him trying a little too hard.

I look up at Jer with my big green eyes and give him an innocent look with my finger still in my mouth, covered in sauce. “Stop what? I’m just showing how much I appreciate the taste of the sauce. Do you want a taste?”

I bite my lip and hold out my index finger, daring him with my eyes until he actually brings his lips to it, taking it in his mouth and sucking as he groans around my saucy digit. His hooded eyes land on mine and he licks his lips in a very naughty way. I shake my head, bringing me out of my stupor and continue eating my food, adding s****l noises here and there.

By the time we are done eating, the bottle of wine is nearly empty and I am starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. I sit back in my seat and pat my food baby contentedly. 

Marissa comes back with a bright smile and stares into my green eyes as if she needs me to understand that she is questioning me specifically. “Is there anything else I can get for you tonight? Would you like to try our caramel, chocolate chip cheesecake with walnuts? Or we have a new chocolate mousse with gold flakes and sugar cone crumble on top. I can ask the chef to make it for you to-go if you have somewhere else to be.” Before I can answer, Jeremy does for me.

“No, she is fine for tonight. Thank you, though.” He winks at her and glances my way to be met with a raised brow. He gets up and hands her three one-hundred dollar bills as I notice a white paper with the last four digits of his phone number on it.

I roll my eyes and walk slightly ahead of him, causing him to move a little faster to catch up. I pretend to be a little pissed off at seeing what he did and cross my arms over my chest as we leave the restaurant. When we get outside, Jeremy grabs my arm and stops me from going to the passenger side door and we stand in front of the car.

“Baby, what’s wrong? What’s the rush?” he asks with his eyebrows furrowed.

I huff. “As if you weren’t flirting with the waitress the whole time we were in there today. It is really rude when you are courting a girl to try to get into another’s pants, you know.” I look away from him as he holds both of my arms so I can’t turn away from him.

“I’m sorry, baby, it comes as second nature to me. I promise I will work on stopping, but when you’re the mayor’s son, you have an image to uphold. I’m sorry if it felt like I wanted her, but I truly want no one but you.” He looks genuine in what he says, but I know how good of a liar he is. He is a politician in the making after all.

He goes to kiss me and at the very last second, I turn my face so he gets my cheek but the slick bastard doesn’t stop there. He brushes his nose down my neck and inhales deeply, bringing my body close to his. I let out a fake whimper. “Jer, not here and not now. It’s the middle of the day and I have to get home to finish my science assignment.”

“Alright. I will take you home and call you tomorrow to set up another date. I’m serious about wanting to explore something with you, Harlow. I’ve waited long enough, and now I’m going to make you mine.”

He pecks me on the cheek and opens the passenger side door for me. I get in and we are soon on our way home. He drives up to the door, lets me out, and again goes for my neck and inhales my scent, which causes my forehead to wrinkle in confusion. 

“I’ll talk to you later, baby. I will rock your world on our second date, I promise.” He quickly takes a step back, smacks my ass, jogs to the driver side and gets in with an air kiss thrown my way. Jeremy revs the engine and leaves before I even have time to process what just happened.

Ivy and Vee come jogging out of the house and demand that I tell them everything. So as we walk to the house, I tell them every detail and I also tell Ivy what to expect tonight for dinner. The last thing we want is for her to be unprepared when Mr. “I think I’m so smooth” pulls any of his moves before our finale.