The Epitome (Ep-ih-tome) Of Epicness

Willow's plan...OF EPICNESS!!!

Finally, my family left me to finish my work. Little did they actually know thay school wasn't out of session yet, so I decided to go to work since I already skipped too many days. My friends must be mad at me for ditching...without them. Of course, knowing Leah and her undieing will to steal and return useless stuff, she probably skipped school as well. Knowing Erica and Cassandra they will probably find a way to get out of school and join us...or terrorize us for "betraying" them.

Speaking of terrorizing, it's time to put my monthly prank into action. I've decided that those cocky jockys need to tone down thier bragging, so I'm gonna scare the hell out of 'em. How? Well, I'm glad you asked...and if you didn't, too bad. I immediately turned into my wolf form and stalked over to the high school. I peeked through the window where all or most of my targets were. Sure enough, there they were: the 12th grade football team players in math class...at least there were just enough of 'em, anyway. Now all I need to do is to lure the teacher out of the classroom somehow...ah, I know! I knew that the principle's office was located at the other side of the building. So with that, I turned to my human form again, walked inside the school, into the principe's office (I had a fake note saying that I was home sick) and told the principle that I had a very important message to give Mr. Riggs, the math teacher, and he had to come right away. In case you don't know, I'm pretty much one of the principle's highest honor students. They'll do anything I ask.

Finally, they called Mr. Riggs and I quickily told them that I had to leave or I could spread my sickness. I walked out of the school and morphed back to my wolf form. Part one: complete. I trotted over to the window looking into Mr. Riggs classroom. Just as I had expected, the window was wide open. Eveyone inside was chatting away, not aware of what was about to happen. I smirked to myself. Okay, so here's the math equation for today class: 5 football players plus 1 big, bad ass wolf with a foaming mouth times 1,000 posts on Facebook equals how many years of haunting humiliation? Let's work it out, shall we?

Then it was my time to shine. I leaped into action, tearing the window frame open all the way. I landed on the ground in the class room with grace as all the students started screaming. I purposely went for the biggest guy on the football team and howled demonically, making him think that I was going to eat him alive. Anyways, he screamed at the top of his lungs which made him sound like a five-year old girl about to get eaten by a vicious monster. The scream was so high pitched in fact, that  after that prank my ears rang for weeks. I then decided to rap it up, call it a day and lick my lips so that all the foam was gone. After that I just sat there like I was the most innocent little wolf pup you've ever seen. Then, I got up, ran for the window and pounced outside.

Heh, ever since then my Facebook page has been lined up with endless comments on that guy's girly scream. Yeah, I guess I feel kinda guilty, but after what I've seen them do to those poor, defensless math geeks, I think they deserved it.

~J1