I was excited to go to chemistry today. Not for the chemistry — we were doing carbon chemistry experiments and they were one of my least favourite areas — but to see Griffin. Noah had texted me last night saying that the blue hair prank had been a complete success and I couldn't wait to see the results.

At breakfast I had scanned the entirety of Beckfall's table looking for a blue head however June had quickly pointed out that I wouldn't see him there because he was at hockey training. Somehow over the rest of breakfast I lost track of time which resulted in me running at full sprint down the hallways of the science block trying to get to class on time. I was completely out of breath when I eventually made it to the classroom door, almost colliding head on with Mrs Miller who was coming out of the door followed by almost half the class.

"Ah Rory. Come with us," she told me, then marched past without acknowledging my lateness.

I breathed a sigh of relief then whispered to Jordan who was also in this group, "Where are we going?"

"Experiments today," he replied. "There isn't enough room in one classroom so they're splitting us over two."

I nodded as we entered the new classroom. "Gotcha."

"Find a seat wherever. You'll only be here once so no need for a seating plan," Mrs Miller said.

It felt odd walking over to sit next to Jordan at the back of the classroom. I was so used to Griffin and his side comments. It will be a nice break, I tried to convince myself, a break from all of his annoyingness. I ignored the weird feeling in my stomach and the lesson went smoothly. I managed to complete all the experiments without any major accidents occurring which was a win in my opinion. Mrs Miller occasionally walked past, eyeing colour changes and observing my scrawled tables with a slight frown. I definitely wasn't going to be in the top three today but that was okay.

By the time chemistry was over I'd entirely forgotten about Griffin's new hair. Today we didn't have to stay until the end of the three hours and instead could leave whenever we'd completed all the tasks. At ten past twelve I finished jotting down my notes and handed in my clipboard holding all of my work. I grabbed my bag and left the classroom, relieved that the worst day was over. The sun was still shining when I made it outside. I smiled, hopefully the rest of summer would be this warm or even hotter. The moment that thought crossed my mind I laughed, this was England, no way would that actually happen.

"What are you laughing at princess?"

I turned around to see Griffin leaning against the building behind me. I raised my eyebrows. "What are you doing here?"

"I was waiting for you of course." He walked over to me and in the sunlight I could see that Griffin's dark brown hair now held a partial blue hue. I began laughing. It wasn't as bright as my Dad's had been but it still looked great.

"Your hair looks stunning." I walked round him, getting the full 360 experience of it. I reached up and briefly lifted a strand of his hair to have a better look. "If only you had blonde hair, then it would've been a stronger blue. 3:2, by the way."

"I'm quite content with dark hair," he replied, running a hand through his short hair. We started walking towards the school and he changed the subject. "Do you have anything on right now?"

I shook my head. "Everybody else is busy so no. Why?"

He smiled. "I have a new activity for our prank war."

"Oh?"

"Come with me." He took my hand and began leading me across the lawn and around the school building before I could protest.

"Griffin, where are we going?" He didn't answer so I dug my heels into the grass. "I'm not taking another step until you explain. I'm not walking into one of your traps."

He laughed at my stubborn expression. "The school has sumo wrestling out the back."

My eyes widened. "Sumo wrestling?"

"In the sumo suits," he elaborated. "I was thinking we could go against each other and whoever wins gains a point."

A chance to beat up Griffin was not something I was about to pass off.

"You should have led with that. Ready to have your butt handed to you on a silver platter, Carter?"

"No need to sound so keen to get up close and personal with me," he teased. "There are easier ways to do that than sumo wrestling. All you need to do is ask."

"I'm keen to see you fall," I retorted, heat rushing to my cheeks.

"I'm already falling for you princess."

My stomach twisted at his words and I looked up to see a smirk plastered across his face. It widened when he saw the colour now on my cheeks. I looked away; he was only trying to wind me up. We rounded the school building and sure enough, mats were spread out on the lawn with people waddling around in the hilarious suits. A table was centred in the middle of the chaos and we made our way towards it. As we approached I realised that the teacher manning the station was the same one from the scavenger hunt yesterday. She smiled when she saw us. "Welcome to sumo wrestling."

I grinned. "Thanks."

"If I remember correctly it's Rory?" she asked.

I nodded. "That's me."

The teacher turned to Griffin. "You better watch out for her. She may be small but she has a kick. Her group's scavenger hunt photos were impressive."

I inwardly frowned, I wouldn't say 5'6 was small.

Griffin chuckled and patted my head patronizingly. "I'm learning not to underestimate her."

I ducked out from under his hand, quickly remembering that compared to him, I was short.

The teacher, who I still didn't know the name of, handed me a pencil and sheet of paper attached to a clipboard. "Here you go. The rules are simple, you win the game by staying in the ring. First out loses."

"Any other rules?" Griffin asked.

"Nope. I think there's a spare ring down at the end. Sumo suits are also there."

"Thank you," I said.

The teacher smiled, a twinkle in her eyes. "Have fun."

We walked down to the free ring and spotted the sumo suits. "First to get the suit on, gets a point?" Griffin joked.

I shook my head. "Absolutely not." I knew from previous experience, these suits were a complete nightmare. We each grabbed a suit and began tugging them on. After at least two minutes of struggling I wrestled the suit over my waist. "This suit is a bigger competitor than you will ever be."

"I believe you," Griffin replied. "You look like a dying worm."

After another minute the suit was finally on and I looked up before promptly falling back onto my butt in laughter. Before me wasn't Griffin. The Griffin I knew usually looked put together but the guy before me was now comical; a walking cartoon if you will.

"You-you look so stupid." I said through peels of laughter.

Griffin chuckled. "You don't look too hot yourself."

I struck a pose. "I always look hot."

He shook his head with a laugh.

"You ready?" I asked and he nodded.

We took our positions on opposite sides of the ring. I eyed him up and down. He was way taller than me and had the body of an athlete who trained everyday. A battle of physical strength was not going to play well in my favour. However he was cocky. I knew from the moment he suggested sumo wrestling that he thought these would be easy points. I only needed to catch him off guard then I'd stand a chance of winning.

Griffin smiled. "Three... two... one—"

I lunged for him.