Picturesque

Chappie Six.

Pranksters Galore.

"Eyes like a shutter,

Mind like a lens."

-Unknown.

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Essette, Cynthia Essette.

"...you are dismissed." Sir Tommy finally announced after 37 excruiatingly boring minutes of a detailed planning for the exam season. Yes, I counted. Yes again, it was that boring. Students immediately bustled out the hallway as soon as he uttered those words, filling the school with lively sounds of people chatting away, most probably of how boring the lecture was.

Once again, I looked around and stood to the sidelines of the hallways, being a wallflower, and observing the general population of this school. From what I have seen, everyone here seems to be satisfied. No one looks special, yet no one looks simple or boring either. Everyone is just this sort of whole community of people in a school living their lives, while I'm over here poking into other people's businesses and lounging around not knowing what to do with my life.

"Hi! Yes, hello photobomb queen, your peasant beckons you to your throne." The guy I met earlier called out. I was a bit startled at his beckoning, but I complied anyways. "I'm Keith." He grinned crookedly.

"I'm Cynthia." I replied with the same undertone as his.

"So.. About our plan?" Well he's straight-forward.

"Not so fast, why do you want this 'title' so bad?" I was genuinely curious why.

"Well, I may or may not have won for the past two years, and my friend is trying to take the title away from me, so I would do everything I can to earn what's rightfully mine."

"A-Alrighty then." I breathed out. "Wait, why do you want my help?"

"So we could be partners in crime." He finalized with a determined tone.

I beamed brightly, "This is the beggining of a beautiful, beautiful pranking acclaim."

He beamed with me. "So.. Shall we?"

"We shall." This suddenly reminds me of a cliché love story, only this is the start of a pranking story. I mentally smiled to myself.

"So..."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I was thinking that you might have some ideas from that ingenious brain of yours?"

I thought for a moment. An array of ideas presented itself in my brain. "How about we bombard the principal's office with sticky notes?"

"Too cliché."

"Putting a bucket of cold water over each classrom door?"

"Too cheesy."

"Filling people's lockers with fake secret admirer letters?"

"Too lazy."

I snorted at his response. "Hmm," I paused for a moment, racking my brain for ingenious pranks."Photobombing every single selfie taken in this school that we see?"

He slowly smiled in agreement. "Perfect." We both whispered, sharing a secretive look that only meant pranking time.

We soon slipped into a deep conversation of pranking business. "How exactly are we going to be able to do that?" He inquired, realizing the stakes and planning needed to excecute this plan.

"Well, for the photo part, we can just photobomb around the school as much as we can, and even though we won't be able to get all of them, we would be able to get a vast majority of them."

"How about for the photos that are already taken?"

"Now that comes the technical part. Since I'm officially part of this school, at least for this brief time period, I can always make up excuses to venture the printing room, where they print the school newspaper, disguised as an editor for the school paper. I'm pretty skilled with these kind of things, so don't worry about it." I explained, using hand gestures for effect.

"Good, I'll talk to my contacts to get you that editor position."

"Now, here's the hard part. We have to make sure that no one who would rat us out sees the printed papers with pictures we edited of ourselves photobombing the entire school picture catalog. How do we do that?"

"I suppose we could postpone the printing session to the absolute last minute, which is the day before the appropriate release date which is in April 31st, April Fool's Day."

"I could pretend to have ink problems and postpone it as much as I can, while you do your part in distracting the other crew of the school paper."

"Sounds like plan." He responded as he flashed me yet another crooked grin.

We then walked in a continued silence, not knowing what else to talk about until someone called out, "Keith, my man!"

"What's up Bratt?" He acknowledged with a nod of his head.

"Got plans for this April Fools?" He condescendingly asked with a tinge of smugness in his voice.

"No, not yet." Keith faked an exasperated tone. At this point, I've realized that this Bratt person is the rival he talked about earlier.

Bratt grinned even wider at his response. "So, who's the girl?" He gestured towards me.

"Cynthia, meet Bratt. Bratt, Cynthia." Keith introduced.

"'Sup?"Bratt grinned as I politely nodded in response.

"Anyways, we've got to go. Nice meeting you Tia. Come on Bratt." Keith waved as he dragged Bratt along to god-knows where.

Well, that has definitely been interesting. Choosing to ignore curious glances my way, I plugged in my headphones and started quietly humming to my all-time-favourite playlist.

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{authorie's note}

waszup wtf lena this isnt an imagine dragons album stop putting album references (actually i only put one but owell)

i apologize for the late update and the stupid chappie for real though i don't know how to express my ideas in words aka writer's block

i just

fangirl language much me

ignore this

thanks

eleeeeeee <3