Pour some paint on them

"Lukas, go get some rope," you say. "Daniel, go get the janitor's bucket. Ben, follow me! I have a plan."

Lukas and Daniel nod, heading off, as Ben obediently follows you as you head off to the drama amphitheater. Soon, Ben and you are carrying two large tubs of paint. Trying to hide them as you best can, you meet Lukas and Daniel in the corner of the sport's hall.

"Oh, I see what we're doing," Lukas says, as he pops out his switchblade, jamming it into the paint can and slicing it open. You pour the messy contents into the bucket, as Daniel ties the rope to the handle. With the two cans of paint nicely mixed inside, you hoist it into the air via the climbing wall, keeping it stacked precariously at the top, the rope connecting it trailing off to the side.

"The trap is set, boys. Ben, Daniel, find somewhere to hide. Luke, follow me, you're the best liar."

"Thank you," Lukas smiles, seeming genuinely touched.

"Just ask me for a drink in a minute, alright?"

"Got it," Lukas answers confidently.

The two of you head over to the Assholes, popping over to the side of the table they're hanging out at. You notice their eyes shift to you, glaring, but pretend not to see them. Instead, you turn to Lukas, whispering softly enough to be whispering, but loudly enough to be overheard.

"Hey, man. You doing OK?" you ask in the sincerest voice you can.

"Yeah, starting to sober up, though. We got anything left to drink?"

You feign looking around, before leaning into Lukas.

"Yeah, man. I've got a bottle of wine and another beer hidden in the back right corner," you say, nodding to the back right end. "Let's go for a cigarette first though."

"Sure thing," Lukas smiles, and the two of you head off.

Glancing behind you, you see the Assholes eagerly take the information. Hiding with Daniel and Ben at the end of the rope, you watch eagerly as your prey approaches.

"What a fucking moron!" Asshole McGee grins. "Let's go drink!"

"What a lovely way to finish off the year. Stealing liquor from a bunch of pussies!" Tyler cackles. "Let's drink up!"

"They're in position," Daniel whispers.