Just Pretending [Discontinued]

"I suppose cheese isn't the best thing to offer you right now."

As I rode on my magical unicorn, my hands around Channing Tatum waist, an angry voice from the sky spoke: "Justice you need to wake up!" I sighed, kissing Channing Tatum's cheek and dropping out of the magical unicorn.

"I think this is against the rules..." I mumbled into my pillow, lifting my head slightly to face my dad.

"What rules?" My dad raised an eyebrow at me.

I swear if that man raises his eyebrows anymore they might just fly away.

"The ones from my kingdom. One must never awake the princess." I say, sitting up on my bed.

"Well, now that the princess is up I should wake up the prince too." My dad winks and gets up. "Oh and before going to bed your brother left some clothes for you, he said he's let you dress yourself the past week and it the Ella is rubbing off on you and he doesn't like it." My dad finally walked out of my room and I just laughed.

J.J though that I was finally at the primal age of dressing myself. So I asked Ella for advice. Her clothes are rather simple, not really my style but I am terrible at dressing myself. Thankfully, J.J the stylish is here to help.

I went to the bathroom and quickly found the bag of clothes. I changed into them, did my hair (on braid on the side and the rest just normal styling) and winged my eyeliner. The clothes were quite simple. A black short-sleeved top and black high-waist short. Over it is a colourful oversized knitted sweater. I wore a pair of black vans with it and I added the necklace from yesterday to the look.

I hear my brother tell my dad off in the next room and I quickly bolted downstairs with an idea.

I grabbed my phone and started recording "Hello internet people! I have another prank, yet again on my brother. I'm gonna make him a sandwich but instead of putting cheese in it, I'm just going to put a yellow post-it note on it and some butter. Let's see how it goes." I giggled into the camera and paused the recording, making my brother said sandwich.

I sat down texting Ella and eating the normal sandwich I had made for myself.

I am such an evil genius. I'm this generation's David Copperfield. Wait, he's a magician not a prankster. Never mind. Maybe I should start doing magic. How to make homework disappeared!

Secret: Just tell the teachers someone died and they'll let you off. On a side note don't. That's a terrible idea.

"I see you appreciate my clothing choices more than your best friends." J.J sat down next to me on the stool.

"Yeah, this is much more... me!" I said cheerfully.

"This for me?" He asked, pointing at the sandwich, to which I nodded back.

I quickly faced the camera towards him, pretending I was still typing. He took a bite and made a weird face.

"What the hell is in this." I shrugged my shoulders in a very nonchalant way (let's all thank my English teacher for that word). "Why don't you check, I didn't out cheese in mine maybe it's out of date of something."