John Cena Prank Novels & Stories

PS: Fire employee with IDs 1425, 678, 1368, and 844 unless you like being spied on by Vivian Stone. PPS: Might wanna tell a good reason why a nurse was visiting you. Jenn is a prankster (hard to believe, I know), and I am afraid you won’t like what she would come up with.” _ Jonathan read it twice and did not know if he should laugh or cry. She was having a blast - like playing a game. Jonathan was enthralled and scared at the same time. But it was a good kind of scary. He looked at Jennifer and shook his head.

If it weren't for me, Andy wouldn't have to sleep in parks or contract such a terrible illness… But then again, why was Andy hanging out with them? Sunny then sent me another text: [Don't you want the truth? Check out this livestream and you'll understand.] I stared at the link I didn't recognize, but quickly tapped on it with a trembling finger before I knew it. [Welcome to the World of Pranks! Our current prankster is Andy Lawson, and his victim is Jane Smith!] There was a small line underneath: [One month left!]

I wouldn't say he was totally good cause he was already an asshole for even planning on pranking me. Didn't he think it would hurt? Well, he didn't spread my secret and I could thank him for that. Then hit him for pranking me. "Dylan?" I called him but his face was still glued to the TV as he focused on Dwayne Johnson smouldering. If you guessed Jumanji then you guessed right. "Damn cupcake, do you think I'd be able to smolder that good?" "Well, it depends actually cause you're already ugly so that might affect it but it doesn't hurt to try"

Jenna either had plastic surgery or this Jenna was fake! Now they had to confirm it. Charles sat on the sofa and drank a sip of water. “She didn’t answer me. Uncle Zivon was very angry because he said that I was focusing on the wrong things. After that, he pulled her back into the room. But at that time, she was obviously about to answer me. It seemed as though she didn’t notice the problem.” Cecilia sat by him and frowned, “Is it plastic surgery then?”

I mean, I helped him. He asked me back then what he should do since we couldn't beat up Vince, especially since he was still a minor. He was just sixteen at that time. So I suggested baiting Vince to make him and Jenna fight. We hired and paid a teenage girl to flirt with Vince, which worked because within a week after Jazz cried about being cheated on, Vince and Jenna broke up. "What are you guys looking at?" Jazzlene approached us, and everyone but me turned to look at her. I kept my eyes on the center table as we sat in their spacious living room.

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.

"Like she's the next Shakespeare or something." "You know what would be funny?" Jonas suddenly said. "If we, like, pretended there was a contest. Like a big contest for writing poetry? We could put up signs and things. And when she entered it, we'd send her a letter saying she won. Only it would be just a prank!" "Dear Miss. Adams," Charlie said, using a fake-solemn voice. "It is my pleasure to inform you that you have just won first prize in the nation for your poem 'Endless Love For Jane'."

"What kind of prank is this?" Her assistant shrugged. "Maybe just someone trolling. Ignore it." But Jenna wasn't giving up. She changed Kelvin's profile name to Billionaire Baby and messaged again: [@billionairebaby: How much is everything you've shown so far? I want to buy all of it.] The seller raised a brow, amused. "Sure you do. Probably just a flex kid. Let's test her. Tally up everything we've shown so far." After a few moments, her assistant whispered, "Total is $950 million."

Andres laughs as Via and Georgia both say it at the same moment. "Via honestly couldn't have been worse than me." Dean says as he puts down his fork and stops laughing. "One science teacher I had predicted that I would flunk the course. Thus, I had the entire football team put sticky notes all over his classroom and throw several footballs in as part of my senior prank on him." Hey, I just realized that. It sounds like a familiar joke. A tad too familiar. "Please don't tell me it was Mr. Fane," Kol says, glancing first at Dean and then back at Via.