"You aren't really going to do anything too terrible in this prank war are you?" Layla asked Will as they sat next to each other at lunch waiting for the others.

"Warren and I had a brainstorm and there is one person who we are seriously going to prank. And he'll never suspect, either."

"Please don't prank Mr Boy. He's too sweet."

"We weren't going to. That would be picking on an innocent person."

"Who are you picking on?" Layla's eyes flashed dangerously. Will visibly quailed.

"Coach Boomer." Very quietly.

"WHAT?! Do you WANT to be kicked out before you graduate?! William Stronghold, you are officially an IDIOT!" her voice could have rivalled Boomer's at that moment.

The cafeteria went quiet. Will gulped and tried to calm her.

"Darling…please-"

Huffily she got up from the table and moved to one across the hall. Magenta, seeing this joined her. The boys went to sit with Will.

"This is all I need right now." He groaned. "My girlfriend is mad at me on the day I'm working up the courage to propose to her. This is not good!"

"Dude, you should have done it last night at the Paper Lantern."

"No, I know how I'm gonna do it."

"She found out about our plan to prank Boomer then?" Warren said pityingly.

Silently, miserably Will nodded, playing with the food on his tray.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! You're gonna prank Boomer?" Zach and Ethan looked at each other nervously.

"How are you gonna manage that?"

"One word." Warren exchanged a look with Will, who grinned momentarily.

"Car!" they both exclaimed exactly like Boomer did.

"No way!"

"Yep, and we're gonna need your help, Zach. Technology isn't really our forte."

"Sure, anything to get back at that jerk."

"Ok, how can I get Layla to like me again, before tonight? Come on guys! I need help!" Will pleaded.

Blank looks.

"Thanks for your help, guys! Its been really helpful." Will said sarcastically.

His friends sniggered.

"Sorry, what is she doing tonight?"

"Magenta said something about a girly night in tonight."

"No! They can't! Tell your girlfriend to switch nights!"

"Actually this might work in your favour. She's mad at you, so you should give her a bit of time to cool off."

"Wrong! No Hothead I can't. The place is booked for tonight!"

"Forget it! I'm not talking to Magenta about it. She'll blow my head off."

"You wimp, Zach. She's your girlfriend. You should be able to talk to her."

"Whatever." Zach snorted.

Will looked at him. "No wonder she keeps dumping you."

Warren let out a howl of laughter.

"Fine, since Zach is a complete wimp, I'll go talk to Magenta myself." Will rose and left the table and made his way to where the girls were.

"Um, Magenta, could I speak to you for a moment?"

She nodded and he drew her away from the table.

"What's up?"

"Zach said something about you planning on having a girly night with Layla tonight, are you?"

"Yeah. What's going on?"

"Please change it to another day, I'm begging you."

"Why?"

He pulled her closer and whispered it in her ear. She let out a very loud squeal and threw her arms around his neck. Over her shoulder he saw that the whole room, plus Layla, were watching them. He pushed her away.

"Look, change the day and I'll do anything you want.…within reason."

"Of course I will! …anything?"

"Oh god."

"Hehehe. Can you tell me how you're doing it?"

"Not here. Come on." He took her by the hand and led her out of the cafeteria and out of the building. All the way out of the room he felt Layla's burning glare in the back of his head.