Best Senior Pranks Novels & Stories

I smiled with a nod, somehow convinced I was right. Caleb let out a chuckle. "That would probably be better. Prepare yourself for this but don’t tell other people. He probably doesn’t want this getting around the school. He was actually really outgoing and popular in grade school and high school. During his senior year, he went to pull the senior prank. He convinced everyone to bring their dogs to school. There was poop, pee, and hair everywhere. Dogs were getting aggressive and fighting each other, and they had to call everyone's parents to have them come pick up their kids and dogs. But, there was one teacher who was extremely allergic. Their throat closed, and their face got all red and p

So it was important to get acknowledgement that the prank was done. The other part to our prank war was feigned ignorance. If the other person wants to use their turn for something really obvious, then we let them do it. We would act all surprised as the rather lame result played out, and sometimes those were the best, made us laugh the hardest. I had once made her walk in slow motion to go sit on a whoopee cushion; I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my life. So it really didn't matter that I knew she was prepping a prank in the barn. Whatever it was, she was grinning ear to ear, and I knew it would be either glorious, or gloriously lame, and both of those could be wonderful. So I le

he say as the choking sound turns into laughter as he stands off the ground, soon the two guys are laughing their butts off and I just stay there confused. "Oh man, you should have seen her face. I'm a good actor, I deserve an award." The dark haired guy said, clutching his stomach as he continues laughing. "What's going on?" I ask confused as I stand up the ground. "Noel Atkins, you've been officially pranked," Aaron says still laughing. "A Prank?" I ask trying to understand, my nerves have thankfully returned to normal. "She thought she was a murderer," the dark haired boy said as he collapsed on the bed still laughing.

Right on cue, his assistant popped the car trunk and came back with a huge gift bag. Inside? Premium chocolates, and lots of them. "Dang," someone whispered. "Just this must've cost a ton." "He's so put-together, and she's gorgeous. Total power couple." "She wasn't lying. Who's the clown that called her a side piece?" The crowd turned, no longer here for the drama—now they wanted answers. Bruce saw it coming and bolted, which only made him more obvious. "That guy!" someone shouted. "He called the bride a side piece on their marriage registration day! Nearly caused a huge mess!"

"On April Fools' Day… Y-You said it was… okay to prank her… to teach her a lesson… she won't forget…" When James heard that, his grip loosened. Marissa was right. The night before we were supposed to depart, Marissa had sought him out, sweetly begging him to let her play a prank on me again since it was April Fools' Day tomorrow. She claimed that she was only planning on turning off my oxygen for a few seconds, just to give me a good scare. He was busy browsing documents at the time, so he didn't even bother raising his head as he responded with, "Do whatever you wish, just don't take things too far."

"Senior prank night is the one night the school doesn't give a shit what we do. We can do whatever and we won't be punished." "That sounds like chaos." I say. "It is. The pranks are always so funny and teachers are always on their toes. The pranks only targets teachers and the principal." No wonder I don't see most teachers in school the morning after prank night. They stay home to avoid the chaos they know students have unleashed. "And it's really special because it's just seniors. Anyone who's not a senior that gets caught ends up in deep shit." Eva continues. "Urrgh. She's saying all the boring things about prank night." Buck says and positions himself to give me all the details.

We hung around the hotel stuffing our faces with popcorn and watching movies, we even pulled a few pranks on the staff and other guests here, I had no idea Isabelle was such a prank master. We're currently running away from a guest we just pulled a prank on, it was this stuck up old man who kinda reminded me of my so called grandfather so we snuck in his room and got under his bed when he fell asleep I stripped him to his underwear and tied him up while izzy plastered his face with make up,(dude's a real heavy sleeper) afterwards we blew the bull horns we brought with us waking him with a shock, watching him fall off the bed we then me made a run for it as he started getting up so he couldn'

” I smirked. The elevator tinged and men in uniforms got in to get him. He looked at me, confused with pain in his eyes. This game is over now. Fooling the CEO is a success plan.

I couldn't help but feel genuinely joyful for my best friend. Suddenly, chaos erupted when Avery spotted me and yelled a warning. Confused, I raised my hands in a clueless gesture just as someone hoisted me over their broad shoulder, arching my back as they carried me toward the water. I screamed for them to put me down, but then I felt a soft hand briefly graze my thigh, reminding me of last night, and I instantly recognized the prankster as Max Blackwell, or as Avery once eloquently put it, the "Max FUCKING Blackwell." In the blink of an eye, I was tossed into the water.

Each table was surrounded by several people, piled high with cash and chips. This wasn't futures trading at all—this was an underground casino! "Ethan, let me introduce you." Noah led me toward a middle-aged man. "This is Mr. Somner, the owner here." Mr. Somner looked to be in his 40s, dressed in an expensive suit, his eyes cold. "So, this is your classmate, Mr. Grant?" Mr. Somner asked, sizing me up. "I heard you're very smart. The state's top scorer for this year's SAT, right?"