Prankster VS Prankster

Chapter 2

~Tyler's POV~

I walk to the only left seat in the class. Big green eyes look up to me. Estelle! I smirk and take a seat next to her.

"Hey, newbie" I greet.

Her eyebrows slightly raise. "Newbie?" She questions.

"Or would you like me to call you green Poo?" Her eyes show frustration as she frowns at me.

"Are you retarded?" She deadpans. This year is going to be great!

"So green poo it is!" I give her an insanely fake smile.

"Oh my God" She mutters under her breath.

I look back at Tucks after she says this because I can already feel the annoyance radiating off her. But this has only begun.

Tucks is still yapping on about the rules for this year. What a joke. Everyone knows that Tucks is the most laid back teacher. He never sends anyone to detention or anything. Which is good for me because I suck at following rules. As the saying goes: Rules were made to be broken. Well at least I think that's it.

The bell rings after a few minutes.

"See you around Green Poo" I wink at her then swing my bag over my shoulder, not looking back to see her reaction. But I'm pretty sure I hear her whisper something along the lines of "That idiot"

I head to my next period. English. This period I have Ethan with me.

I get all my english stuff. Not that I really need them. I bet we are just going to be telling the teacher about ourselves using interesting vocabulary. Which gives Ethan and I a good chance to prepare for the happy hour. We also have all of Lunch to discuss but there should be more preparation by then.

This is going to be perfect.

All I have to do now is find Ethan.

"Sup man." I hard hand came slamming down onto my back. Speak of the devil.

"Hey, Ethan"

"Okay so we have to go and put the disk in at lunch. I'm going to get the disk from Tricia while yo--" He was tense as hell. Well he should be because this is the first 'stunt' that I've ask him to help me with.

"Dude, chill. We have another 50 minutes to talk about this. Let's first get to english and snag the back row." He finally loosened up and we both walked to english.

We sit down in the corner at the back.

"Look, dude. I had another idea. We are just going to need black and blue paint. Ya know? The school colours. It could be like a 'welcome to Arden High' kinda thing. Plus no one is going to know it was us so just chill. You look like you got a stick up your bum. What do you say?" He rolls his eyes at me and punches my arm softly.

"Fine. But where the hell do you think we are going to get black and blue paint when we can't even leave school grounds? And don't you dare ask me to leave and get some because I am not getting expelled for this stupid idea of yours." Ethan glares at me but I shrug back.

"Don't worry you wuss. I'm going to be getting it from my trusty friend Jack." Ethan gives me a questioning look because he probably has no idea who Jack is. In fact most of the school doesn't either. Such a shame. Jack is a good asset to have when you want things to go your way. "Oh, Jack. He's the janitor" I explain to him.

"Pfft! You're friends with the janitor? Dude, that's so lame! I bet even Jackson wouldn't go that low!" We both look over at Jackson to see him taking his shoe off and sniffing his foot. There seems to be a bit of mouldy cheese in between his big toe and second toe. He licks the cheese and looks at me dead in the eyes.