Prank Week [ON HOLD INDEFINITELY]

Chapter 28: Chase

Tuesday, September 3rd, 6:30pm

Today was pretty interesting. Three pranks we pulled. Three. And then we got our asses kicked by two girls. We never saw it coming.

I mean, I expected myself to get beat up because of my plans, but not the rest of the guys.

We sat around the table, a few guys stood by the bar. Roy insisted on making dinner for everyone in the frat house! Yikes! He cooked shrimp pasta with chicken. Needless to say, it tasted like a horse's ass, according to the other guys. But, we made up for it with our latest rendition of awkward dinner conversations.

"So, how was your guys' day?" Roy asked, shoveling nasty cocktail sauce into his mouth.

"Ummm..." I replied.

We all stared at each other in silence.

"I heard that the 'mighty' team Diversity here got their asses handed to them by two of my little sister's friends," Derrick said teasingly. "Oh! But only after nearly killing another one of Nat's friends."

"What?" Roy yelled laughing.

"It's not that funny," Josh said grudgingly.

"Oh come on man! It was pretty funny to walk into the living room and find over half of you on the floor unconscious. And then learn that the cause was two little girls," Derrick laughed.

"Um, excuse me but, Emma and Bri are not 'two little girls.' They've got some mean skills," Michael defended.

"And some very bony knees," I muttered.

"I'm with you on that one. What is it with Emma and kicking guys? Especially in the you-know-where?" Kevin asked.

"Well, now you know what it feels like. By the way, we're still waiting for Michael, Ray, Josh, and Zach to get one of those from Emma. The rest of us have already gotten ours," Chris put in.

"Sounds to me like my little sis chose some bad ass friends," Derrick said smugly.

"Well who did your team get matched up with?" Zach asked.

"Some sissy soro team. They are totally lame. We barely even have to try. But I am having quite the time seeing what they do to you guys!" he answered with a grin on his face.

"Asshole," Ray muttered in Derr's direction.

"I heard that."

"You were meant to!"

"Hey you two! I don't want any fighting at my table. Understood?" Roy said sternly, trying not to crack a smile.

"Whatever," Ray huffed and leaned back in his seat.

"So did you boys do anything today other than getting beat up by and scaring the crap out of girls?" Roy asked us.

"Not really," most of us muttered.

"You wouldn't believe what I had Hannah ask me. She was just going up to random guys around the Quad asking if they shave their-"

"Okay! Don't need to hear about that," I cut Josh off. I knew what he was going to say. She had asked me the same question. If guys shave their 'man parts.'

"Hey man. I'm not the one who thought of the brilliant idea of asking random guys that. Talk to Hannah about that one," he defended himself.

"Well, I just thought that it wasn't a very appropriate topic given the fact we are eating."

"I don't how you even call that food man," he gestured to my salad. I was having my usual while everyone else choked down the slop Roy calls 'food.'