"Hey, Cor, guess what, guess what, guess what?!" Shawn pranced around excitedly, forgetting that they were in the middle of Chubbie's.
"What? What is it?"
"This might be a strange thing to be excited about, but it's John's birthday tomorrow. I'm gonna pay him back for all the times he's pulled a fast one on me and you, my friend, are gonna help me."
Cory retreated. "Um...Shawn, like every time I help you with one of your master plans, they get foiled miserably. C'mon, dude, I thought you'd have learned this by now."
"No, this is different. It's just gonna be some light-hearted pranks. Nothing major."
Shawn and Cory brought their milkshakes and burgers to a corner booth and sat down at their usual spots.
Cory cleared his throat and shifted awkwardly. "How has John's mood been lately since, ya know, the camping incident? That'll be my gauge as to whether I should get involved."
Shawn scoffed. "Lighten up, will ya? I was the one who got the short end of the stick that day, literally, and you got away with just a scolding, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah, just a scolding from TURNER. He's so intimidating. Trust me, I was suffering the consequences of our little adventure for weeks after that. I'm pretty sure he hates my guts now."
"Oh, stop it, Cory. He doesn't hate you."
"Oh yeah? He basically told me he'd forbid me from seeing you anymore. I've been trying to avoid him ever since."
"Oh, so that's why you haven't come by our place lately...Dude, he was just upset. It didn't mean a thing. I'm serious. If he hated you, he'd probably find a way to make you transfer to another teacher or embarrass you more in class. Besides, he hasn't said a thing to me. Anyway, you in?"
Cory hesitated in thought. "It depends. Give me the lowdown on what EXACTLY we will do to him, and you have to let me back out at anytime, or it's no deal."
"No. No tag backs. It's go big or go home, man. That's how these things work."
"Fine then. I'm out." Cory began to get up, but Shawn yanked him back down by the sleeve of his sweater.
"C'mon, Cor, please?" Shawn begged. "It's very special to me. It'll be the first time I've gotten to surprise John."
"Well, if you want to just surprise him, why don't you drop hints that you're gonna prank him, but then don't? That'd be quite the surprise, Shawn. He would never see it coming."
Shawn scoffed. "You're no fun. I was only planning to do a few of the classic blunders. Ya know, stuff he's done to me, but amped up. He'll find it hysterical. He's a good sport."
"You sure he won't get mad and retaliate?"
"I didn't say he wouldn't retaliate, but that's all part of the fun! It'd be an all-out war. It'd be crazy, but so much fun!"
"How are you and I even friends?" Cory teased. "You like dangerous, lively things. I just want to go watch a Phyllie's game on TV."
Shawn gave Cory his best puppy eyes. "Pretty please? With a cherry on top? I promise it'll be worth it. It'll get you on John's good side for sure."
"Yeah, whatever. I can never say no to you. You should know that by now."
"Yay! Okay, meet me at my uncle's shop. We're gonna give John's bike a nice wax, make it look good as new." Shawn gave a sly smile.
Cory narrowed his eyes at Shawn suspiciously. "You better be right about this, Shawn. I can't afford to get in trouble anytime soon. I just got my car back."
"Yes, I know. There, there, little Cory. Shawnie will take good care of you." Shawn patted Cory's head jokingly as he started out the door, ready to make his dreams reality. "Just you wait."
~Sorry, a bit of a shorter chapter, but I plan to upload the next one in a little bit. Patience :) Happy reading! BMW/GMW for life <3
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