Best Senior Pranks Novels & Stories

It seemed that this party had turned into an arena to embarrass themselves. A few minutes later, the welcoming ceremony began. Safira thought this event was an event to get to know each other between seniors and juniors. However, it turned out that the seniors created this event to bully the juniors. "You know what bacon tastes good with?" asked one of the seniors. “With ketchup of course!” another senior exclaimed. They also pelted Bryan with fresh tomatoes, making his body filled with tomato fragments. Luckily the costume he was wearing was rather thick so his body didn't feel sore when he got thrown by a tomato.

Apparently the two brothers were constantly pulling pranks on each other. “So then Seth opens the fridge and to get the cake that he was promised and a stink bomb goes off right in his face! He couldn’t get the smell out of his hair for a week!” Mikela guffaws, everyone laughing with her. “Corinda made him stay out in the shed until the smell went away!” Nobody is laughing harder than Dad, who apparently knew all three of them during the war. “I can’t believe that those guys are pulling pranks like teenagers! They were always so serious during the war.”

“Why would you say that?” He shrugged. “Because that’s how the world works. A young actress runs away from her wedding at the last minute, then takes off with the man she’s been cheating with for two years? That’s not a drama, Tara. That’s a PR disaster exploding like a bomb on the red carpet.” His voice was so... cruel. But also honest. I stared at him, trying to figure out if he was faking it. But there was no anger there. No heartbreak. Just the calm of a man who had calculated everything three steps ahead.

I deflected it with my hand, and the ornament grazed me. Diane was spared from the hit, but the ornament sliced my arm open, and blood flowed like a river. Smug, Zack stepped ahead. Arrogantly, he announced, "I'm the future co-owner of this villa and Ms. Sampson's boyfriend. Your precious Felix is going to get kicked out of this place, you hag!" My in-laws were shocked. Words failed them. They couldn't believe the daughter they were so proud of would do something so… filthy and immoral.

" Another old man mentioned something even more outrageous. "I've seen some senior living communities offer massage and foot care services too. Ms. Lawson, if you're really serious about charity, why not go all the way?" I felt nothing but disgust as I listened to these ridiculous demands. These people had taken my goodwill for granted. They had turned my generosity into leverage they could use against me. Instead of addressing their demands, I asked Mr. Fletcher a question. "Mr. Fletcher, is Maisy your granddaughter?" "Yes, she is!" Mr. Fletcher puffed up with pride. "My granddaughter is successful and has talent! Unlike some people who only make money the shady way."

It wasn't just me who heard what Hubert Lock said. His parents heard them too. Laidman Lock immediately raised a hand and smacked Hubert lightly on the arm, irritation creeping into his voice. "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Who jokes with their wife like that?" Michelle Lock quickly patted the back of my hand and comforted me softly. "Crystal, don't take it to heart. It's April Fools' Day, isn't it? Hubert was just being thoughtless and making a joke."

Cassian said. "What approach?" "We already know what the other is planning through the bond. So we prank each other knowing the other knows. It becomes less about surprise and more about—" "Commitment," Adrian said. This was how the prank war became, not a war of surprises, but a war of escalating commitment, where both parties were fully aware of what was coming and the prank still had to happen because backing down was the loss condition. PRANK ONE: The Tea Cassian drank the salt tea.

Maybe. “What's the adventure about?” I ask, completely intridged. “Pranking pack members.” My hand flies to my mouth and I gasps, “and she thinks I won't be down for it?!” Mike Ross laughs heartily. “Bro, have you forgotten our pranks back in highschool?” “How can I? Mr. Jenson really suffered from us the most.” I snort in the most unattractive way possible. Mr. Jenson was our school principal and gosh, I dislike that man so much. He is this two goody shoes idiot who's always watching us go against the rules while he fucks the head nurse.

Kai asked when he noticed that their Betas were still on the guard. “They will be here if they figure out how to entangle themselves from the web of Super Glue in the guest room,” I chuckled. “You are worse than me,” he guffawed while fist bumping with me. My brother’s pranks were remarkable but I was declared the naughtiest out of all of us unanimously. Those fucker sextuplet siblings of mine had conducted a fucking live voting contest for the ‘Naughtiest Wolf Alive’, in which all pack members had participated and guess who came first.

added the senior seriously. "What?"