Prank Time Novels & Stories

He chuckled and pulled out a bottle of dark, aged Scotch. “You sure?” She smirked. “Try me.” As he turned to pour, she slipped her phone behind her thigh and quickly typed into the group chat. Vivian [GROUP CHAT]: Boys, I need a prank call in 2 mins. Make it dumb but convincing. By the time Adrian returned with two tumblers, she was all seductive smiles. “To dangerous games,” she said, raising her glass.

Look at me now, I'm so miserable just by overthinking things. I can't even make myself realize that we only have a week left. After this, we'll need to work on the time machine. Dad told me that he has an old one and will just fix it for a month and that's not even for us to stay that long because in that whole month, we will keep ourselves busy with the time machine and deprive ourselves of the happiness that we experienced and we'll surely miss.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead." “Rise and shine?!” I repeated, my voice incredulous. “You doused me in cold water like I’m some kind of… of… I don’t know, a plant that needs to be watered to wake up?!” He shrugged casually, as if the world’s cruelest prank was just part of his morning routine. "It’s 9 AM, time to get up and live your best life. You snooze, you lose," He paused dramatically. "Or, in your case, you get soaked."

Although she wants to dance in the middle, the floor felt so narrow with this ocean of people that she just settled on the space she reached. "Girl!" A man in front of her called. She was already dancing; her hips are swaying from side-to-side as she lifted her hands to the air. "Why did you drink so hard? You are losing your mind! It was not our goal for tonight!" Dalmi opened her eyes and saw Jackie shielding her from the people around her. She smiled. "Jackie! Let's call off the prank. You know, he doesn't want to play. Let's pick another man–oh! Hello, Sir!" Dalmi smirked at the man from earlier.

Both of them gave a high five to each other and said simultaneously, "You are Pranked, Hahaha." Now that I was aware of the fact that they successfully pranked me, I noticed the bottle of red wine on the table. They perfectly planned a prank against me in such a short period of them. They seemed to get along well when they were bullying me. I got off the table and was about to leave in a savage way when my dress got caught in the nail and it was further torn. Both of them suddenly controlled their laughs and started to look down as they knew that I was going to be mad at them. I left the room with more anger and frustration. Very little time was left in the show and I, the main female lead,

He leaned forward just enough to make the question feel like a dare, his coffee sloshing dangerously close to the armrest. “Yes,” she said. He sat up a little, feigning surprise, coffee sloshing dangerously. “Without clocks, I mean. Unless you’ve got an internal atomic clock in there, in which case, I want one for Christmas.” “Yes.” “What is it, then? Come on, impress us.” She checked her phone, not because she needed to but because it was there—a small rebellion against the prank, her thumb swiping with deliberate slowness. “Eight forty-two.”

He told me the truth of those feelings. “Funny guys,” I laughed hesitantly, looking around for someone else. “You can come out now. Great job on the Junior prank.” I stood in silence, biting my lip until I tasted blood. My feet were rooted in one spot, waiting for anything to suggest that I was simply a victim of a prank at the hands of those in charge of the annual post-summer prank. Each class had a prank every year. The Sophomore prank was to place Principal Summer’s car on the roof of the school. It was the best prank ever at our school. However, moments bled into one another, without any way to tell the time. My heart clenched, and worry overtook me.

Trick Early isn't something I strive to be for anything. It was never ingrained into me as a teenager, not even be on time for an appointment. It's a skill I learned once I'd already gotten in trouble and realized no one gave a shit if I were taught right from wrong as a child. The ones who taught me the concept of not making others wait on me was my first parole officer, the public defender who gave me the time of day, and the bosses who were willing to give me a shot, even when they probably shouldn't have.

he uttered in a mix of amazement and trepidation, "What–when did–how...?" "You okay?" I asked with a chuckle. "I think so!" he exclaimed with a hand upon his head as his mind tried to process his surroundings. "What is this?!" I tried not to laugh. It was pretty amusing to me by then just to see peoples' reactions, after becoming so used to it myself. "Well, I... can freeze time," I casually replied. "Freeze time?!" he shouted. "Yeah, that's normal! No way, this is a prank... right?"

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