Paid Pranks

Our footsteps thudded as we ran down the hallway trying not to get caught. Looking over my shoulder I saw my partner in crime standing there a teacher's hand wrapped around their arm holding them in place. Dang they were caught now I'm the only one who can escape this.

I was so deep in my thoughts I didn't see the bulky teacher Infront of me until I was on the ground. Looking up with fearful eyes at the menacing look on my principles face. I thought of how this whole ordeal started with just a simple side hustle.

Earlier that day

The loud screeching, I had come to know as the bell just sounded allowing us to be dismissed. Sluggishly dragging my feet to my locker being sure to dodge people in the hallway so I don't get knocked over. I approached my locker noticing a short brunette standing there tapping her green and black sneakers impatiently on the ground. I immediately recognized this person as my best friend Meliah Micks.

"Hey Mel what's going on," I spoke to the brunette in front of me. She glanced up and sighed I knew this sigh it was the sigh that indicated we had a new task to prepare for.

"We got a new task to do and it's not like one of our normal tasks like super gluing someone's mug to the desk." I chuckled to that reminiscing on the time we super glued Mrs. Dench's favorite cat mug to her desk.

"What does this person want us to do?" I interrogated.

"They want us to delete some files off of Truman's computer." She leaned closer and whispered this to me. Shock over took, me when we started this little side hustle, I never thought we would be doing something this extreme.

"Jenny you good you've been staring off into space for a while". Meliah snapped her fingers to get me back into the real world. I just nodded "Let's go come up with a plan." She spoke and headed off.

Later that night we found ourselves back at the school. Sneaking into the school was no problem because we had done it many times before. We were on our way to the principal's office when a group of teachers blocked our way as if they knew we would be here. We both looked at each other and ran the other way hearing the teachers run after us. My charcoal black hair swung in my face as I ran.

That leads us to where we are now. We were sitting in the offices while Mr. Truman told us how he bribed a kid to ask us to do this so he could catch us. Neither of us were really paying attention until he said, "You both are suspended for a month starting Monday. Hopefully you learned your lessons." He let us go after that.

That was the end of the school hustle duo.

For Now.