Pranking the Prank Master

Prank wars have begun

Chapter 20:

Noah walked to the bathroom as I slid his phone out of his jacket pocket. I unlocked his phone, knowing his easy password of a repeat of four zeros. I went to his contacts and started switching them to names, such as Abraham Lincoln, Taylor Swift, The Bearded Lady, and so on. I scrolled down to the contacts that started with E and saw Emily with a heart next to it. I looked at it, then switched her name to Bitch. Feeling satisfied for finally getting back at Noah and all his little pranks, I locked his phone and waited for him to return. While waiting, his phone buzzed. I knew I shouldn't interfere, but I just couldn't resist. I picked up his phone and glanced at the text.

Bitch: Hey babe u almost here or is that slut still with you?

I was about to reply when I heard the bathroom door open. I slid Noah's phone back into his jacket pocket just before he walked into the room.

"I got to go," he said putting on his jacket. I pouted and faked a sniffle.

"Sorry, it's a family thing," he said.

"Yeah," I said.

Sounds convincing, I thought in my head. I sighed and gave him a kiss, as he returned it. He slid his tongue in my mouth, as I connected my tongue to his. He put his hands on my waist, and I threw my arms around his neck. At least I knew I could make him stay here another five minutes or so. Knowing I needed him to stay longer, I ran my hand through his hair. He backed me up against the wall and lifted me up, as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He grabbed my butt tight, so I kissed him with more passion. He pulled back as I frowned. He put me down and gave me a kiss on my nose. I kissed him and he stayed for another minute. I smiled in satisfaction as I knew I wasted ten minutes that he could've been spending with that fucking bitch. I walked him to the door as he held my hand. We reached the door and I pulled my hand back.

"I wish we could've spent the rest of the day together baby," he said.

"Me too!" I said, pretending to pout. Like I would want to spend more time with this manwhore.

I shut the door and logged on to Noah's Facebook. He should've kept his password a secret if he was going to talk to a fucking slut on his damn Facebook messages. I looked at his messages from the ugly whore called Emily, and read in disbelief. I went to her pictures and they were all pictures of her wearing bikinis and see-through shirts. What a slut! I logged out of his Facebook and changed into a sports bra and shorts and went outside. I let the cold air hit me as I took off, sprinting around the neighborhood. I ran quickly through half of the neighborhood, which is half a mile, and stopped to see a group of boys, that looked like a year older, look at me. I flashed them a smile as I took of running again as fast as I could to get all my energy out. One of the boys, started running behind me, as I stopped.

"Damn you run fast," He said.

"Thanks," I said.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime," he said smiling.

"Yeah, hand me your phone," I said, trying to get the image of Noah and his bitch having sex out of mind. He handed me his phone, and I put my number in. He asked me if he could give it to the other guys. I nodded, knowing the other guys were freaking hot, and handed him his phone.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Brenden," he said.

I nodded and waved bye as I started to run again. I made it home, but still felt like I wanted to punch someone in the face. I went inside and ran to my room, and grabbed a shirt. I grabbed my keys and went to the car. I began driving out of the neighborhood as I passed the house where all the guys were at, as one of them ran to my car. I stopped as one asked me if I wanted to go to the gym.