Best Senior Pranks Novels & Stories

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.

"These tricks you use, I used a long time ago. I'm sorry to tell you that I probably know you better than you think." "You give me the antidote right now!" I ordered. "I don't have one either," he shrugged. "You have got to be joking me," I said in disbelief. "As a kid, I specialized in causing mischief, not fixing it." Simon explained, and that surprised me. "But you are not a child anymore! You are my teacher now!" I shouted. "So I'm teaching you that when you're going to play a prank, you better think about whether this person is someone you can afford to mess with. It's also a lesson for you." He walked to me and trapped me in a small space in front of the mirror.

" 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."

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.

August 29, 2028 – first day of senior year I’m seventeen, wearing the same pink Vans (now held together with duct tape and spite), twin tails braided with three blackbird beads that clink when I walk. Remy meets me at my locker, same crooked grin, locket shining. Remy: “Ready for the most boring year of our lives?” Celeste (grinning): “God, I hope so.” Seras slams her locker beside us, schedule already on fire (accidentally, she swears). Seras: “If anyone tries to start an apocalypse before prom, I’m setting them on fire. Senior prank rights are sacred.” Kayo appears out of nowhere, tails hidden, uniform perfect.

he added. “What is going on?” some of the guests whispered. Suddenly, a fifteen year old boy yanked the papers from Meera and read through them. The more he read, the redder his face became. His anger flared and as he was about to lash out, Meera suddenly laughed out loud. “Hahahahaha… You got me, damn! You win. I must admit, this is the best prank you ever pulled. Hahahaha– “ Hearing the contagious and cute laughter, the guests joined in to have a good laugh even though they had no idea what was funny.

" Don't mind please but can I and my friends spend some time alone at one booth and you could wait here or join another. I and Miles don't mind your presence, but please understand." " Okay Pete. I am waiting here. Two hours in your hands." He said as I went inside and before Luke could call me or catch us. We made our way out of the back exit and went out to Mike's car. After sneaking from Luke, we enjoyed our pranks on the people. We were making pranks everywhere we went. We punctured all the cycles in the gym parking lot, then we bought a slime and went into one of the showrooms and filled the shoes which were there. Mike and Scott were in the restaurant making another prank