"Guys, we're wasting time." He pointed at me. "Your name will be Sex Panther."

"Sex Panther?" I asked. "Isn't that the cologne in Anchor Man that's illegal because it contains bits of real panther meat?"

"Shit, you're right. I knew it sounded good. How about Blonde Tigress?"

"I like it." I pointed to Kristen. "What about her name? How about something super girly? Maybe Pink Ocelot?"

"Hey!" yelled Pink Ocelot. "That's my codename."

Bryce laughed. "Okay. Blonde Tigress, you're coming with me. Brunette Giraffe, you go with Ocelot."

"Really?" asked Kristen. "She gets a super sexy name and I get stuck being a giraffe?"

"No time to argue," said Bryce. "Red Wolf, do you have the final pieces of our disguises?"

"Yes sir." Red Wolf reached into the pockets of his track suit and pulled out three fake mustaches. All three of the guys grabbed one, peeled off the back, and put them on. Bryce's was a perfectly twirled handlebar mustache. Ocelot had a Hitler stache.

"Alright, let's roll," said Bryce. Red Wolf stayed in place while Bryce and Ocelot sprinted up the stairs to the lobby of Dorm 16.

Kristen looked at me with a confused look on her face. "Want to run away?"

"No way. I'm too curious now. And plus, I couldn't possibly deprive you of spending some more time with Pink Ocelot. You guys seem perfect for each other."

Kristen rolled her eyes. "Oh God."

"Pssst," whispered Bryce from the door to the building, waving his arm for us to follow.

"Here goes nothing," I said to Kristen and we both ran up the stairs.

Chapter 8

Sunday

Alina

Kristen followed Ocelot over to a couch in the lounge to the right of the lobby while Bryce pulled me into the staircase.

"Why not take the elevator?" I asked.

"The elevators all have cameras. The stairs don't."

"Why can't we be caught on camera?" What kind of crazy shit are we going to do?

"What kind of secret agent are you? That's like spy training 101. Never be caught on camera, even in disguise."

"Okay, you're right. Being caught on camera would be bad. Because we're going to...steal something?" I asked, hoping I'd be able to get some information out of him.

"Nope. Try again."

"Kill someone?"

"What? Wow, that got dark in a hurry. Come on, isn't it obvious? We're going to pull a classic ITA prank!"

"Is that a thing? I don't think it is."

"Of course it is!" said Bryce. "Don't you remember all the pictures of toilets without dividers at the games two years ago?"

"Yeah. I thought that was just a weird cultural thing."