Keith just smirked and laid back in his bed, folding his arms above his head. "Good luck with that. Let me know how it works out for you."
The urge to hit him was overwhelming again, but the last thing Noah needed right now was for me to be arrested as well. Although… that might work… No, no. I warned myself. We have to do this right. Otherwise, it could get even messier. But that didn't stop me from grabbing the container of ice water that hospitals so kindly leave for everyone. Then, with a smile as wide as the state of Texas, I poured it over his head.
Glee filled me as he shrieked like a girl. He was still shrieking as I turned on my heel and walked out of the room with my head held high. His parents came rushing towards me in a flurry of fine silk and panic.
"Oh, my goodness!" his mother proclaimed. "What happened?"