The Prince Charming Facade

Chapter 5: The Prank of Suℂℂess

Chapter 5: The Prank of Suℂℂess

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"Ready for this?"

"Are you really asking me that? If anything I should be asking you that, 'cause I'm always ready."

I rolled my eyes at my idiotic brother's reply. Even though we fight and get into petty arguments a lot we still have a close bond. Trust me if we didn't I don't think he would have lasted this long.

"Let's just do this... On three... One... Two... Three."

In sync we poured out all of the crickets from the jars that we had into the library shelves. Where did we get the crickets in such short notice? Let's just say that we made a teeny tiny run to the supply store to get everything we needed. We both had a mutual agreement to put the crickets in here because one of our biggest peeves that we share is someplace with minimum noise in it. We've had that pet peeve ever since the 'incident' when-

"What the..." I heard an annoyingly high pitched female voice trail off from a nearby study table, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Is that a bug?"

I peeked around the bookcase to see a girl around my age with her junk spilling out of her hot pink tank top sitting at a table. There was literally nothing left to the imagination.

This is why girls are stereotyped as sluts.

My guess is she was trying to find a book on porn or on how to seduce a guy. Her platinum blonde hair was so white it's almost blinding. She had brown eyes that were surrounded by loads of eyeliner and mascara and truth be told I was surprised she could hold her head up with the tons of makeup on her face. Everything about her screamed 'Fake' and 'Bitch', her fake tan not really doing anything to make me think other-wise.

There was a long silence when, Boobies, let's just call her that since she's trying so hard for us to notice them, tried to look at the bug closer then proceeded to let out a high pitched squeal that represented nails scratching on a chalk board. "Eew eew eew!! Our school is infested with bugs! Eew!"

"C'mon," James said pulling me behind him as we exit the library. Once we come crashing out we both look at each other with proud expressions before bursting out laughing.

"Eew our school is infested by bugs! OMG! Like, gross! I might get STD or somethin' from that, oh wait I already have that!" I mimic the girl from the library with a high pitched voice, only causing James and I to start laughing harder than before.

"Ready for Phase 2?" James asked once we'd finally caught our breath.

"'Course I am, the fun is just starting after all," I replied to James with an evil smirk which he returned with one of his own.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

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James and I gasped for air leaning against the wall and each other to support us and our weight.

"That was friggen' awesome!"

"I told you it'd work! Too bad you didn't believe me!" I stated with a smug smile on my face.

After dropping paint filled condoms outside on unsuspecting teacher's heads from the roof, we recorded James' voice crying out for help and put the recorder between the trash bag liner and the trash can. Let me tell you this, it is hilarious watching a teacher running around the hallway calling out for the student before giving up. Mr. Hamliton just happened to be one of the teachers that heard the recorder but he just muttered to himself about how 'those idiotic students got themselves into trouble, they can get out of it so screw them.' We snuck into the teacher's lounge after that and poured some laxative into the coffee maker for those coffee drinkers.