iLike To Play Pranks

Chapter 1: iHave Fatcakes in My Locker

I was talking with Carly, the sweeter of my two best friends, when a certain spunky blonde ran up with a murderous look on her face. "That stupid hobo HAD to go and try to pet my cat didn't he!" she started.

"What now Sam?" Carly giggled.

"Last night, Frothy got out, and some idiot hobo ran up to the dang cat and tried to pet it!" She exclaimed.

"And?" I questioned, but soon was excluded by Sam saying, "Shut up! Who brought you into this ya' nub!"

I glared at her while she continued her story.

"Anyway, the dumb homeless guy tried to pet Froth, and the cat bit him. When Frothy came home, he had some weird foam around his mouth, and this dumb doctor was holding him."

"Oh my GOD!" I heard the brunette next to me gasp, "Frothy has RABIES?"

"You know what that weird word is too? I thought the cat just got into the whipped cream again." Sam said, emotionless. She continued on with the odd story until stopping when Mr. Howard came up next to her and told her that she had to go to the principal's office for being too loud. Sam then replied by saying something along the lines of, "Go home! Nobody likes you!" which Carls and I both laughed at.

Mr. Howard payed no attention whatsoever to me and Carly, and he just told Sam, "that he would be home right now, but his wife was there" and went on his way. Before I knew it, Sam had taken out a Fatcake, the lowfat kind, and slung it at the man's head. He muttered something and continued up the stairs.

"What's with all of the Fatcakes Sam?" Carly asked Sam. Before I could hear what Sam had to say the bell rang, and I hurried to get my books before I was any more tardy.

"What's the hurry Dorkenstine?" Sam rudely asked.

"I need....to get...my books." I said, struggling with my locker. I tugged one more time before a huge load of Fatcakes fell out from my locker. The force of them was so great, it knocked me down. Mr. Howard walked by one more time, looked at me , and told me to pick the Fatcakes up.

"Bye Freddie." Carly giggled, laughing at what Sam had obviously done.

"Bye Freddo." the blonde said, smirking and laughing, "Have fun being late for class." With that comment, she took a Fatcake and practically ate the thing whole, following Carly who already had gotten up the stairs.

"I told you to pick those up!" Mr. Howard yelled from nowhere.

I sighed and layed in the pile of Fatcakes.