Gabe sat down contemplating his ideas to get back at Jo on the table. He spread out the sketched drawings on and pointed to the first one.
Taking her backpack and burning all of her homework.
That wouldn't work, she wouldn't really care.
Take away all of her clothes.
Pointless and Gross.
Creating a bad video about her.
Too familiar
Singing a song that makes her look bad in front of the whole school
Getting There.
Putting dad's bug's in her locker.
Now we're somewhere!
Throwing a Smelly Bomb at her.
Funny.
And that was it. He chose to do the two last ones first, they were fun to do and totally embarrassing! He grinned evilly.
"Gabe, School!" his mother yelled.
"I'm coming MOM!" he yelled back.
Her took his backpack, specially stored with his bugs and smelly bombs and went to school.
When he got there, he saw people laughing at him, but he didn't mind. He wasn't going to be the one laughed at anymore. He went into his math class only to be greeted by Jake.
"Hey Dude, how are you doing?" Jake asked.
"Just fine." Gabe smirked.
"Even with Jo teasing you?"
"I'm getting a little distracted from that, doesn't really matter anymore."
"Oh, I'm sorry dude, you should be like me, I never get distracted."
Gabe snorted, "Yeah right."
"Oh yeah? You don't believe me? I am the-" Jake turn's around at the sound of Tall Heather's Puppy, "Ooooo! A puppy!"
Gabe smirks as he sees his best friend running towards the puppy.
The teacher immediately enters the classroom.
"Okay Class settle down, we are going to start on our session 2 geometry."
"Perfect opportunity" Gabe mutters, "I get to miss some geometry and get back at someone!"
"Excuse Me?" Gabe asked out loud.
"Yes Mr Duncan?"
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Mr Duncan! Class just started, you had plenty of time to go-"
"Mrs Landers," Gabe said firmly "It's urgent."
"Mr Dun-"
"Do you really want me to do my business here?"
"Fine Mr Duncan, you are excused."
Gabe got out and slipped the bugs into his jacket. He walked down the hallway looking for Jo's locker. After a few minutes, he found it, locker 4377. He tried to open it only to be blocked by a lock.
"Stupid" Gabe muttered under his breath.
He tried the first thing that came to mind, her birthday. 22 right 12 left 8 right. He bulled on the lock but it didn't budge. He tried again. 12 right 22 left 8 right. He pulled again. Nothing. He tried various combinations like her initials, her house number, her birth year, but nothing worked. He blushed as he realized how many things he knew about her. After trying everything, he told himself that if his last idea didn't work, he would just skip the bugs and move to the stink bomb. And that last idea, was crazy: his birthday. He took a breath a slowly entered the combination. 23 right 11 left 8 right. He pulled the lock and heard a faint click. Confused as to why Jo put HIS birthday as her combination, he opened the locker slowly. He carefully put the bugs in, opened the lid, and quickly slammed the locker shut. He ran back to class snickering. As he entered the classroom, he got immediately questioned by the teacher.
"That was quite a long break Mr Duncan." Mrs Landers said in a questioning manner.
"The bladder wants what the bladder wants" Gabe answered, shrugging and receive a collective laugh from the classroom. It definitely shut the teacher up.
Gabe anxiously counted the last seconds of class.
"3...2...1..."
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Gabe energetically got up and rushed to see Jo open her locker. When he got to her locker, she was just about to open it. He smirked, knowing she wasn't expecting anything. She opened her locker and... nothing. Gabe stood there speechless. His plan, his brilliant plan was ruined! And he didn't even know how! He groaned as he headed to his locker to get his history books.
As he opened his locker, he let out a girlish scream. The bugs were in his locker! How did that happen?
"Get out! Get out!" he screamed.
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, was a typical Gabe Duncan scream!" A voice said behind him, receiving loads of laughter.
"Jo..." Gabe grumbled.
"Yes?" she asked innocently.
"How did you put my bugs in my locker? It was supposed to be my prank on you!" Gabe yelled.
"Oh Gabe, It was simple," Jo laughed. "You have to be more discreet when you play a prank on someone."
Gabe Looked at her, confused.
"My History Class is right next to my locker, I saw you through the window putting the bugs in my locker! I told my teacher that I had to go to the bathroom, took a plastic bag, and placed all of the bugs into your locker" Jo explained as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
"But how did you know my combination?" Gabe asked.
Jo laughed, "Gabe, we both know that I've put enough things into your locker to know your combination."
"Speaking of combinations, why is yours my birthday?" Gabe asked accusingly.
He could have swore she turned a shade of pink but quickly abandoned his suspicion because of her fast retort.
"Your birthday? Really? Well that's a sad coincidence. I should get a new lock and change that."
She turned around and headed to her next class.
Gabe was disappointing that his first plan didn't work, but he still had hope. He decided to throw the stink bomb at lunch in front of everyone. He brought the bomb to gym, the class before lunch and, coincidentally, one of his classes with Jo. He enjoyed it because they played baseball, his favorite sport. Sadly, Jo was really good at it too, maybe even a little better then him at it.
When the teacher told everyone that they could leave, Gabe discreetly followed Jo and be ready to throw it. They entered the cafeteria and he smirked, she was in the middle of it, talking to Leo about the baseball game, it was perfect. She would be totally embarrassed, especially in front of Leo, who was strangely annoying Gabe at the moment. He slowly prepared to throw it, making sure he aim was perfect. After one minute, he finally threw and... she caught in her glove.
He stood there, his mouth open looking at another one of his failures.
Jo laughed and came over to him.
"Next time Stupid, don't wait so long to throw it and make sure I don't have a glove."
She smiled and threw the bomb on Gabe. Everyone laughed and then took one step away from Gabe.
"Wow! You really filled that one up!" Jo said, pinching her nose.
Gabe blushed from embarrassment and ran from the lunchroom.
He took his backpack and decided to leave school early.
He entered the house only to be blocked by the youngest Duncan.
"GABE!" Toby yelled with joy.
Gabe put his mouth in front of his brother's mouth.
"Shhhhh! Toby! We don't want Mom-"
"Gabe?" A feminine voice asked from the kitchen.
"Nice going!" Gabe whispered angrily. "Mom!" he then exclaimed with a fake smile.
"Why are you back from school so early?" she asked, drying a plate.
"Well, the Social Studies and Science teachers were both out sick!" Gabe lied smoothly.
Amy made a face and pinched her nose. " Ew! And did it have anything to do with your smell?"
Gabe shrugged.
"Go upstairs and take a shower!" his mother ordered.
Gabe didn't complain and went to take a shower.
Later, he was on the couch surfing the TV channels.
Teddy came and sat next to him.
"So how was school?" Teddy asked.
"Who are you my mother?"
"Just answer the stupid question."
"Fine."
"No it wasn't. I just found these video on YouTube." She held up her phone and on there were two titles: 'Gabe screams like a girl' and 'Stink bomb on the stupid'.
Gabe groaned. "She didn't"
"Oh yes she did." Teddy responded "So your pranks didn't work?"
Gabe glared at her, but quickly saddened. "She's so mean."
"Do you think she just wants your attention?"
"Stop it with all of the mushy stuff!" Gabe yelled, "Get it out of your loser head!"
"Fine." Teddy said, backing down and starting to leave. "Just don't try to hurt her feelings."
"She doesn't have any feelings..." Gabe muttered.
He looked at his list and found the only other acceptable idea. Embarrass her with a song. This idea had a good thing and a bad thing. It wasn't really going to hurt her or embarrass her deeply, but at least she couldn't turn this against him. Luckily, there was a talent show tomorrow at school, and he knew the perfect song to sing. He'd just have to steal PJ's Guitar, learn the chords, and practice his not-so-great singing.
He smiled as he took the phone and dialed his principal's number.
