Prank Goes Wrong Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

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//Chandra Margaret// "What happened and you're not in school uniform?" Seah asked in surprise. I tightly closed my eyes while forcibly removing the bubble gum from my hair. We are currently sitting on one of the benches in the mini forest. Where I found the vending machine. "I got a prank again." Hays, can't they really move on from the misunderstanding that happened this morning? "Oh my! They will keep on doing that to you until you drop out of this school!" Seah look shocked and worried at the same time. It made me frown. "Eh? Why would they do that to me?"

PROLOGUE Oops! I Slept in the Wrong Bed Some mistakes can be fixed with a simple apology. Some can be erased by simply forgetting they ever happened. But what if one mistake became the beginning of a story you never expected? Maeve Quinn Ramos is a hardworking, playful, and delightfully absent-minded college student who has just moved into a condominium near her university. Burdened by endless school requirements, sleepless nights, and a schedule that never seems to slow down, all she wants is to find a comfortable bed where she can finally get a good night's sleep.

“That belongs to you.” I nodded and stepped out from behind her. Walking up to Hugh, I looked down at him from above. “I’m taking back what’s mine.” I reached out and grabbed his wrist. The moment my fingers touched the bracelet, Hugh let out a shrill scream. He tried frantically to shake off my hand, but at that exact moment, the sole of his leather shoe suddenly split apart without warning. His balance gave out instantly, and he crashed forward, face-first onto the ground with a heavy thud.

Just as the three of them stepped off the stage, I bit down hard on Henry's fingers. The moment his grip loosened, I dashed toward the backstage area. [Go! Let your mother get a good look at you!] Fueled by the onslaught of comments, I pushed myself to run faster. It hit me suddenly that the world I had been living in was shaped by the narrative of the true heiress and the imposter. Today, I was meant to be drenched in boiling soup by Henry and sent to the hospital.

But that's impossible ok I have decided you pass the first test, let's proceed to the next one. The woman was a little shocked. See you in Chapter 3.

"To everyone who has ever wanted something they weren't supposed to want." I turned the page and started reading. The first chapter was about a woman meeting her fiancé's father for the first time. She was nervous, standing in front of the mirror in her yellow sundress, wondering if the neckline was modest enough and if the hem was too short and if he would approve of her. The fiancé was cheerful and oblivious, telling her not to worry because his father would love her. He had no idea what was coming and neither did she. Then the father opened the door and everything changed.

My stomach dropped so hard I thought I might be sick. I wasn’t James’s biological father. I wasn’t. The world tilted. My legs moved backward without my permission, as if my body was trying to get away from the paper, from the truth. I stumbled once, my heel catching the edge of a chair, and I caught myself on the bed rail with a harsh grip. The room spun. James laughed at the cartoon, bright and carefree. The sound cut through me like a knife. My chest tightened, crushing, as if my heart had been seized in a fist.

There is no way I can sleep again because of my excitement. I hear the airhorn go off, and I fall off my bed at the loud noise. Woah, I got pranked by my own prank. I hear Reed let out a grunt and a string of curses. I snicker. I go downstairs and wait. “KIARAAAAAA,” I hear four voices shout my name and a pair of footsteps coming down the stairs. Four pairs of eyes glare at me, there is pin-drop silence, and we all look at each other and start laughing.

In his mind, all of these happenings are another childish prank executed by his friends. Rather than stressing out himself thinking, he just continued to wander around looking for an individual that will lead him the way back to his home. Minutes and hours passed and he still doesn’t seem to find a way to get out of this mess. His feet and legs are tired and he can’t take another step. This time, Navi was really nervous. He’s still in denial thinking that this was all a prank. But it seems that he needs to accept the truth. “Okay…” he deeply sighed