High School War Zone

8. Attacked From All Directions

Lmao I finally updated

Leave some prank ideas please? I kinda know what the overall plot, but the actual pranks for the first half are stumping me lol

Wednesday practice was over and Logan was looking forward to getting home. Drew had been suspiciously devious today, and although it didn't show in her barking orders, it definitely showed in the wide-eyed "have a nice day" she tossed at him over her shoulder while leaving the soccer field.

Have a nice day?

HaVe A nICe dAy?

She usually said things like "break your arms" or "don't come back."

Logan couldn't help wondering if she'd lost her mind for sure this time.

Whatever the reason for her cheerful mood, for the sake of his sanity, he convinced himself that it was only just to wind him up, and got in the school shower.

Five silent renditions of Britney Spears later, Logan was clothed and sitting on a bench, waiting for his slow friends.

Cyrus and Ben were having a loud conversation about Pokémon in their adjacent stalls, which was bizarre considering their circumstances. Logan wrapped a towel around his head to try and drown them out.

The four beeps from Kim Possible's theme song informed him that he had a notification.

He pulled out his phone. It was David, and he was having an apparent meltdown.

I DONT HAVE MY KEYS OMG

I CANT FIND THEM??

HAVE YOU SEEN THEM??

Logan immediately texted back.

Oh frick

I don't have them

Where have you looked?

LIKE

Oh it's in my backpack

In the back pocket for some reason

Lol false alarm

...

"What's up?"

He looked up and nearly sighed out loud. Jordan Bell was looking at him weirdly, and Logan took the towel off his head. "My friend's keys ended up in his other pocket and he had a freakout."

Jordan nodded, "Uh, cool." He swung his gym bag over his shoulder and glided to the door, "See you tomorrow, captain."

"See ya."

Vaguely Logan wondered if he should try to fix things between them. It was getting increasingly awkward.

His friends finally came out of the showers a minute later, still having their discussion.

David was waiting for them at the back of the school, leaning against the bulletin board of announcements, tapping his fingers against a scarlet binder.

He waved his keys, "Vámonos."

Logan nodded, "Thanks for not butchering my language and saying 'vamas' or something."

David spun around and walked to the parking lot. "No problemo, amigo!"

"That's not Spanish!" Logan shouted, running after him.

They arrived at the car. David pressed the button on his car key, and the headlights flicked on as the car beeped.

Logan called shotgun, and they all ducked inside. They'd just closed all the doors when Ben and Cyrus started freaking out. At the exact same moment, David turned the keys. Confetti and white powder blasted from every single air vent, accompanied by the loudest radio announcer's voice in history.