Prank Gone Wrong Part 3 Novels & Stories

“There was an attempted break-in at the store at 7:00am…. “ They are all shocked into silence pondering over the attempted break-in. The silence seems too prolonged so I pick up my phone and send a funny video to all three of them. I smirk I know it's not the right time, but my sense of humor is dark at times. Brandon tenses beside me while both men on the screen get visibly upset. I turn over the camera to show them Noah sitting beside us watching cartoons. “Language, men,” I say, and Brandon snickers. “Aaliyah, this is no time to joke,” Desmond says. “He knew what he was doing, the time is perfect,” Shawn adds. “I just want him found,” Brandon says. “As you ponder over that, there is still

"Lets go " "Its time " Peach said . We made our way out the cafeteria with all the girls following us . "There we go " I saw Andrew stepping in the gym room . We waited for 2 minutes untill there was a bad scream. "Motherfucker !!!" Andrew came out ..... The whole corridor burst out laughing He had garbage on his head ...he was stinking, covered in mud ... And ....his face was covered in red . I failed miserably to hold my laugh. The best part of these pranks were ...

“Fine. But don’t you ever…ever…try that kind of prank on me again. Or so help me, Alex Donovan, I will actually kill you.” Relief washed over his face, and before I could stop him, he grabbed my hand and kissed it gently. Nick clapped his hands once. “Okay! Crisis averted. Nobody’s dying today.” I rolled my eyes, shaking my head at both of them. “Idiots,” I muttered, though my lips curved into a small, unwilling smile. Although the prank was expensive, deep down I was relieved.

I stared straight at the scene of the traffic accident a short distance away as I called my best friend, Sarah Harker. "I'm sorry, Dezzy. I'm away on a holiday, and I just got off the plane. I'll bring with me some local delicacies for my goddaughter once I'm back," Sarah said gleefully. She even sent me a few photographs from her vacation. By the time my secretary called, I was in no mood to listen to anything else. That bizarre phone call, spanning time and space, was still connected. The other "me" said in a scratchy voice, "Dezarae Lisbon, trust me. I've tried sending you a photograph. I hope that it can change this outcome."

"Well lets play a game." I shook my head.I know he's pranking me again.They did this last time with Kaytlyn and I got so mad at them. Last time,I was sitting in the kitchen eating sandwich when they came and grabbed my sandwich.I tried to snatch eat but they say; you will get your sandwich back when you play with us. So I agreed without noticing that they're planning a prank on me.We got out of the house and walk to our pool.They made me sit there and wait for them.I was waiting for them patiently but then waiting for them for an hour makes me hungry. So I planned to go back inside to make another sandwhich fpr myself.I walk inside the kitchen and I saw five pieces of sandwhich,It was well m

On the third day after receiving our college acceptance letters, the most popular student in school, Natalie Simmons, proposes something in our class group chat. "We're all adults now, and we've already been accepted into college. We should do something exciting before the semester begins. Let's put on a show and stage a fake bank heist. It'll be fun." In my last life, I make 23 phone calls in a row and confiscate every prop they plan to use. No one gets hurt. But Natalie becomes the target of criticism from parents and teachers. She sinks into depression and eventually jumps into a lake. The entire class blames me and hates me. At our graduation dinner, they force a whole bottle of liqu

“Oh, come on Steve. You both are not excellent actors. You can’t hide the most gargantuan and awaiting news of your life from us.” Muskaan said with a teasing smirk, and all burst into laughter, making Skylar and Steve embarrassed. Steve for the first time tried to prank but failed. “Horrible prank,” Muskaan said. “It has nothing to do with me, Smiley, it was all Stee’s plan and I had to play along with him.”

I’m just hanging out in a room in the middle of a silly game for kids, that’s all. I tell myself that I can leave whenever I want. That I am in control. I honestly don’t know how long passes before someone opens the bathroom door. It’s Derek of course, completely baffled by my appearance, his girls by his sides looking terrified. “Our prank went bad,” Bea says, regret in her voice. “We wanted to scare you.” “Not lock you in,” Tris finishes. “Esme, I am so sorry,” Derek adds, swooping in to help me up off the floor. “They said they just wanted to make you jump, but the wind from the other room slammed the door closed, and the lock engaged without them meaning to.”

The voice of a lady resonates through the earpiece. "I got a message from this number." "I'm sorry, you got the wrong person." The lady says and hangs up immediately without any further word from us both. The minutes stretch into an agonizing wait, each passing second laden with anticipation. Finally, a reply appears on the screen, unraveling the tension. "Just kidding! It's a prank," it reads. "A prank? Is this a joke?" Relief washes over me, and Luciano offers a reassuring smile. "See? Just someone with too much time on their hands," he says, attempting to ease the residual tension.

“I wouldn’t go this far. Two people are dead. It looks like a guy that I’ve known for years might be the culprit. We were never able to reach Connor, you know.” “Okay,” she said slowly. “So, if we end up having to go back inside we’re not going to see Jeffrey and Jennifer smirking at the top of the stairs with tomato sauce all over them?” “How can you ask me that?” Brock said sternly. “Let me make this clear once and for all. The prank I pulled was at dinner last night. The weekend gag was the fake gold. I don’t have anyone’s cellphones, not even my own. This is not a setup.”