Graces POV:
I walk upstairs and go into my room. I go over to my desk and pull out my "prank" journal. I haven't opened this in a while...
*Flashback*
Age 12 and 13
'Gracie,' my sister Becca shouts from her room. 'Yeah,' I shout back running in. 'Look what I found,' she says, holding up a journal. 'What is it,' I ask confused. 'Its my old "prank" journal,' she says excitedly.
'Huh,' I ask confused. 'Its where I wrote all my pranks down,' she explains. 'Oh,' I say. We spent all afternoon going through her old pranks. We also added our own, new ones.
*End of Flashback*
I flip through the pages and decide on the classic, clear-wrap over the door. I go downstairs and grab some clear-wrap out of the cupboard. 'Keep Matt busy and away from upstairs,' I tell Nash who's in the kitchen. He nods and smirks.
I run back upstairs and begin to work on my prank. Once it's done I group text everyone, but Matt.
Me: I'm about to scream for Matt. Don't worry I'm perfectly fine ;)
I then sit on my bed and scream. It's a high, blood curling scream. 'Matt!' I hear him sprint up the stairs and smash straight into the clear-wrap. I fall off my bed in a fit of laughter. Matt glares at me and rubs his face, which is now going red.
The rest of the boys run upstairs and burst into laughter at the sight of Matt. I get up off the floor and pick up a pair of scissors. I cut the clear-wrap off the door. I go out and give Matt a hug. 'Im sorry,' I say in a baby voice, 'but you had that coming.'
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Letters To Them
FanficThis is about a girl who writes letters to the MagCon boys about her struggles in life. Hope you enjoy. It haves very serious issues so don't read if you can't handle, drugs, alcohol, violence, abuse.
