Prank That Went Too Far Novels & Stories

She said, and every ounce of color in my life disappeared, leaving me in the abyss. There was no way this was possible. Helen couldn't be pulled away from me for the second time. This was the worst kind of pain one could experience. "No, Blake, this can not be happening. It has to be a joke." I said to myself as I got up from my desk. This just had to be a prank and the best way to catch them was to go over to the studio. They wouldn't be able to keep up with their prank when I got over there.

"I was just… joking!" "Joking?!" I shouted, my voice cracking. "Do you have any idea how exhausting it is to deal with you? I’m not your enemy, Liam, but you act like a spoiled little brat with no manners whatsoever!" My words tumbled out before my mind could keep up. This coffee prank had been the final straw. I was done quietly waiting for his abuse to stop. "You stomp around your father’s house thinking everything revolves around you," I shrieked. "Well, I’m tired of your lies, your tricks, your manipulations!"

we headed toward the bathroom. However, the little guy struggled to keep up, flailing his short legs in an effort to match my pace, creating a comically cute scene. I seemed to grow a bit impatient and simply lifted Jimmy by the scruff of his neck, striding forward with long strides. Unbeknownst to me, the little prank was in motion. I intended to just drop the kid off in the bathroom and leave, but worried that Jimmy might get lost on his way back, I stood at the door, patiently waiting. Suddenly, I noticed that everyone passing by was pointing at me, some even covering their noses with strange expressions as they walked around me. At that moment, a waiter approached and said to me, "Sir,

After a few minutes of silence, when I'm completely relaxed, I open my mouth to speak but he cuts me off even before I start. "I'm really sorry, Liv" "I know" I mutter, without turning to look my brother in the eyes. "I just wanted to play one last stupid prank. It was stupid of me" he mutters guitily "Yes it was" I agree but even I know it wasn't totally his fault. My brother and I have been playing extreme pranks like this on each other for years. He didn't expect this one to end like this, I can't pin all the blame on him.

“No games, Essence. I’m serious.” I took a deep breath and stepped back, hugging the mop closer to my chest like it could protect me from this... insanity. "You need to leave. I know this type of setup. This is the part where someone somewhere pops out and yells, ‘Gotcha!’ Or worse, the video surfaces online: ‘Delusional woman thinks city’s hottest billionaire proposed to her in a ghetto neighborhood.’ Don’t make me an object of ridicule, Lucian. So many eyes here are watching. I just moved in and I plan to live long in this neighborhood. I cannot afford to be the woman who got pranked by the city’s most notorious playboy on her front porch."

we started laughing while Anthony filmed everything. "This is definitely one of the best things I've ever seen in my whole life!!i told you we should pick green!!whatever!!this isn't bad either!!!"he said laughing again. "this made me feel much better!!that is definitely something good to watch again later, good idea filming it!!"i said feeling excited to watch it all over again. "wait till everyone watch it!!"he said grinning excitedly. "you're not actually thinking of sharing this on our high school page, are you? "i asked him smiling not really believing he would do such thing. "actually this is a great idea!!!how come i thought I'd share this only on some random group on F******k??" he s

she laughed again. “That’s why people say that friends are worse than enemies,” I muttered, clearly humiliated and looking like a freaking Raggedy Ann. After she laughed for the next two minutes, Mara finally said, “I almost peed my pants laughing. By the way, who the hell would put paint in your shampoo bottle? That’s such a crazy prank on a blonde.” “I know,” I groaned, pulling a beanie over my hair. Even in the San Francisco heat, I’d sweat bullets rather than let someone see this mess.

Zack's Pov. I'm home from school now. What my monkey friends make me do is tiring. They said they wanted me to prank Angel with my stretches and also to show him my sweetness. Suppose I pretend to be sweet to her hmm. If there was no real punishment, I wouldn't do that because I know that woman likes me and I don't like her. Then they say that I will dance on the ground naked when I don't do that. ***** I called Zyrone first to find out when I would stop what they were doing. It was annoying

The day after that, he spray painted my car with the words ‘call 555-1868 if you want to have some fun’ on the rare bumper and for the rest of the day I got perverted calls from both men and women. I shuddered. Just thinking about it. When I found out what he did, he "somehow" broke an arm and a leg and was rushed to the hospital. Apparently, "someone" accidentally spilled baby oil on the ground in the bathroom while he was in the shower. Since then there weren’t any pranks ongoing because my opponent is currently injured because we both took it too far, everything and everyone has been quiet and boring. Kyle thought we were both idiots and for that we pranked him.

“I’m fucking with you, man. Shit, you should have seen the look on your face. It was epic.” “Epic was that prank we pulled on Dave when we told him about the water main on the office park project last year. This was lame.” Craig’s eyes crinkled with the memory of the water main prank. “That was a good one, but honestly man, I just had to do something to loosen you up.” “And you thought telling me I fucked up the design was it?” I raised an eyebrow. “Clearly, you don’t know me as well as you think you do.”