"What does P.U.P mean?"
I merely roll my eyes at Blake's oblivious behavior. "PUP, stands for Pranking Unsuspecting People." I put emphasis on saying 'pup' instead of saying each individual letter as he had done.
Blake raises an eyebrow at me. "And why do we need to know about PUP?" I gasp, faking hurt with my hand on my chest where my heart is.
"PUP has more importance than a no good piece of rotten garbage that lays next to that of an apple ate to the core, such as yourself." I state aloud.
Blake gives me an unamused look that says shut-up-before-I-kill-you-with-my-bare-hands. Clearly understanding the look, I give him my full opinion. "You could do better. Why not kill me with a fork? A pencil? Not even a goddamn eraser?"
He rolls his eyes at my assumption concerning his look, "will you just get on with it?" I shoot him a confused look.
"With what?" Blake sighs deeply. What? I don't know.
"What is the importance of PUP?" I mouth 'oh' before nodding to myself and preparing to give him my diabolical plan.
My hands rub eachother evily as I cackle, my eyes narrowed with a smirk full blown onto my face. "We are going to be pranking people. Lots and lots and lots and lots. . ." I trail off and speak once again, "and lots and lots of people."
Blake, interested, leans forward in a way to say go on. I look to Blake in mock seriousness.
"But first. . ." I trail off again and smile. Blake and I speak at the same time.
"Let me take a selfie."
"Let's eat!"
I, obviously, said the eat thing and I look at Blake in confusion. "Let me take a selfie? Are you a white girl currently living in the past?"
He angrily stomps his foot. What a child.
"Alma!" Blake says in a fury. I repeat, what a child. He runs a hand through his hair as if to calm himself. Nope. You will not be calm with me, annoying the hell out of people happens to be quite fun and I count it as a hobby of mine.
"Oh, you're right. Definitely not a white girl currently living in the past. Yup! You're actually a 5 year old white girl wearing pigtails with purple hair ties loving life with her bad musical.ly's that lives in the past. I apologize for my former false assumptions. Very sorry, sweetheart." I tell him, a very very fake apologetic face consuming what is known as the beauty of my actual face.
His eye twitches. Woah, didn't know he was one of those people who twitch when they're extremely angry. He's obviously not angry enough considering the fact that he hasn't spoke.
I give a small, soft smile, feigning innocence. "I'm fully aware of my hurtful words stating that you were and I quote 'a white girl currently living in the past'. I take full responsibility for my actions and I will pay for any medical bills concerning the burn you have just twice received. Again, I'm very sorry." And with that I get up to walk out only to notice that Ess and a couple of the guys have been listening in to our conversation.
"How much did y'all here?" I ask.
"We were about to walk in when you had said 'but first'." Ess informs me and I grin in responce.
"Hear that buddy?" I cackle as Ess and the others release their laughter. Blake's face turns a shade of red in embarrassment from being humiliated in front of his friends. Pointing to Blake I keep laughing evily, "bow down, for you are now my bitch."
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A/N
So I realize this is like 600 words and really short but I'm on vacation and I wanted to post something for you guys so here it is. Think of it as like a teaser or something. Or a bonus event, I don't know. I also know this isn't very but but whatever.
Enjoy and sorry.
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Ordinary People [DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE]
Humor"I don't work at being ordinary." - Paul McCartney DON'T COPY IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. (Description is in the first part, 'Ordinary People Intro')