Chapter 3

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As we were entering, we realized that one member of our group was missing. It was Paul. We thought that he would be with some teacher asking her to increase his marks. That big of an idiot he was. He was always after a teacher to get his marks increased. He was really poor in studies.

I suddenly got an idea.'Funksters' as we were, we decided to play some funky prank on Paul. We quickly entered the cafe and ordered a pack of Oreo biscuits. I borrowed a knife and scraped out the cream from a biscuit. I then took some mayo and spread it on the biscuit. I told them the plan. The plan was that all will eat one-one biscuit and leave the mayo one for Paul and one more for me. I'll pretend to eat the second last biscuit as soon as Paul comes near our table so that he doesn't become suspicious that why we left a biscuit for him.

I saw him approaching and quickly took a bite from my biscuit. He sat. All were pretending to act casual.

'Didn't you all wait for me?' He said acting sadly.
'Yes, of course we waited. Here, take this, ' I said and passed him the biscuit with mayo inside it.
'Thanks, ' he grinned and took a bite. We all looked at him. He ran wildly towards the basin. We all burst out laughing except Alisha, who looked worried for him. Actually, she had a crush on Paul!! But Paul didn't know it.

When he came back, he realized that we had played a prank on him. He flushed.

'H.. How was it... Paul?' I asked laughing.
'Paul's face was worth looking at, ' Kat said chuckling.
'Yeah, yeah. That's enough for today, ' He said.
We again burst out laughing.
'Stop it guys!! You played a wild prank, okay?' He said chuckling.
'Paul are you okay?' Alisha asked worriedly.
'Yeah I'm fine, ' he said.

Actually, this wasn't our first prank. We had played at least a dozen prank on others.

Suddenly the bell rang and we went to our classes. I didn't understand a word our teacher was teaching. I was busy thinking that how will I live without my friends, if I ever have to. I was horrified by the idea of leaving my friends. They were my life. We'd done everything together. Our group was the best group in school. I can't even dream of leaving my friends.

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**Hey guys!!! So I wanted to ask you all a question. How many of you are horrified by the idea of being separated from your friends?? And how many of you have actually been separated but you wish that you could meet your friend everyday. Actually I know the pain of separation because my best friend had to move to another city and I miss her like hell. So.. If you don't want to be separated from your friends then plzz vote my story!!! Hope you like this chapter and the upcoming one.

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