Act I

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AUTHORS NOTE: ACTS WILL BE "SHORT CHAPTERS". PLEASE REMEMBER THAT THIS STORY IS STILL BEING WRITTEN AND WILL HAVE ERRORS. ONCE I HAVE FINISHED WRITING THE STORY, I WILL GO BACK AND EDIT THE STORY

"Hurry up bro. It's time to pick the lucky final winner," Donald says rushing me. I grab a salad laying in front of me. "Can you not see that I'm getting lunch? I'll be there in a sec," I said as I continue through the lunch line.

Donald rolls his eyes and walks off to our table. "He seems to be excited," Danny says from behind. I turn around and see him giving off a small smirk. "Yeah. You know how he is this time of year. If it wasn't for him, 'The Annual Prank' would've ended before middle school," I explain. Danny chuckles as we continue through the line.

"It's still crazy. This is the 13th year we've done this," Danny says with a hint of a laugh. "Yeah, thank god this is the final year," I say, sighing of relief. "Unless we go to the same college," Danny says, bursting into a laugh. I turn around and give him a dirty look as we take our trays and head to the table.

Danny and I sit down at the table. "Finally. I thought I was gonna have to pick the name in the lunch line," Donald laughs as he takes his hat off. "How are you doing Bethany?" I ask, completely ignoring Donald.

"Not good. Mr. Potter went off on me for sleeping in class again," Bethany explains. I frown, "your parents are fighting again?" Bethany nods her head, "it never stopped to begin with."

I look over at Donald to see him tearing up pieces of paper and writing on them. I stab my fork into the salad and shove it into my mouth. I turn my attention onto Yui and Kyle.

"You two doing okay?" I ask as I take another bite. Yui smiles, "yes we are. We're actually going to go see the new slasher film tonight." Donald begins to place the pieces of paper into his hat. "Nice. Mind if I join you?" I jokingly ask. Yui chuckles, "you couldn't handle it." I laugh and agree.

"Okay. It's time," Donald says, placing the last piece of paper in the hat and shaking it up. "Since Matt was last years chosen one, Matt will pick the final name," Donald says, bring the hat closer to me.

I roll my eyes and pick up a piece of paper. I open up the paper. "The final person to do 'The Annual Prank' is..." I begin to drumroll, "Danny."

"Oh. You're fucking kidding," Danny exclaims, quickly taking the paper from my hand and reading it. "Fuck."

Donald laughs. "You've never been picked before." Danny slowly starts to smile. "What are you smiling about?" Kyle asks. "For the past few years, I've been thinking what my prank would be in the case I was picked and it could still work," Danny explains.

"Well. Remember. If it's lame, there's a consequence," Kyle says. "It's not. Trust me," Danny says with a wide grin. "Then what's the prank?" Yui asked.

"What if this year we all prank the school. We could this weekend, sneak into the high school and trash it," Danny explains. "No!" Donald immediately argues, "the prank has always been solo and it must stay solo."

"True Donald. But this would be a great prank. Plus this is our last year. So why don't we just do it all together and go out with a bang?" Yui says, smiling.

The table was quiet for a moment until Donald finally approved of the prank.

"But what about the history of the school? People have seen strange sightings that haven't made any sense. Plus, this school used to be a prison," Kyle explains. "He does make a point," Bethany agrees.

"You are right. But no one has disappeared or has really gotten hurt. Plus, we'll be together," I state. After a moment, the group agrees.

"This Saturday," Danny says as we all nod and continue back to our lunch.

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