“What are you doing?! Get out!” My sister, Koda, exclaimed. Her arms covered her bare chest, and she gave me quite the death stare.
“Okay, okay, sheesh! I’m sorry!” I responded, and shut her bedroom door quickly. I stayed on the other side of it, and exhaled with the sudden, high energy of the moment.
“Knock first! Fuck,” I heard her say from the other side of the door. She came up to it and promptly locked it so I couldn’t come back in. Now, she wasn’t supposed to use that language in the house, just like I wasn’t, but obviously from her perspective I had accidentally walked in on her changing. In truth, it wasn’t so accidental…. But, well, I hadn’t planned on being caught, either. I was in the wrong, but I was still mad at her for it.
“I’m sorry! I’ll just tell you later.” I turned and began to walk away. My cheeks were a little warm, half from the embarrassment of getting caught, but also from frustration. I think it was that moment that really sparked the want for revenge. I had seen her changing once or twice before this, and it had all gone so smoothly. Clearly it was HER fault I got caught this time. So she’d pay. And luckily I knew just what I could do about it.