January 3rd
Today after breakfast I wanted to scare Rollan because of how annoying he was yesterday when we were picking thorns. During breakfast, Abeke said she still
couldn't get the pink paint out of her hair from yesterday's prank. So she told me to get payback for her as well. I had to think of something original,
Rollan is beginning to expect me in his closet. Last time I jumpscared him he just blinked and laughed, my face got so red I
pinned him to a wall and would have killed him if it weren't for Conor entering the room and stopping me.
So I thought, 'why not scare him in training? That's an ideal time to do it.' And so, I thought of this clever plan NOBODY will be able to pull off but ME.
My idea is, what if I set up training with a booby-trap? Rollan could, say, punch his punching bag, and then it would be attached by a string to, say, a bucket of
water. And then it would tip over and SPLASH ALL OVER HIM! Okay, that's a good idea, right? Heehee, I'm going to do it, be right back.
Later
Okay, I did it. It was really dark in there, but I was able to see just enough to tie the rope around a gigantic bucket of water, that only a person of my strength
and ability would be able to manage. When he punches it, it should trigger the bucket to fall over ON HIM! Extra points if the bucket lands on his head.
Wish me luck! Wait, why am I asking a book to wish me luck? Stupid diary.
Later
UGGGH! TRAINING WENT HORRIBLY! I want to kill that annoying BOY... and at the same time, it's kind of cute how he was able to do that.
So for training, Olvan asked someone to volunteer to punch it first. "Rollan should," I immediately said, smiling prettily and gesturing to him. Rollan
shrugged. "Fine with me." He walked up to it and I waited with anticipation and delight. He was going to get SOOO SOAKED!
He punched it hard, (he's stronger than I will admit), and I waited. And waited. Nothing was happening. "What-?" I began in confusion, only to be
drowned out by water gushing down on me. I shrieked and jumped back, drenched with that stupid water. I noticed the others looking at me quizzically,
and Rollan was GRINNING. He had set it up to where it would dump on ME! Before I could scream at him the bucket fell right on my head.
He laughed. "You didn't recognize it was that obvious? I totally noticed that rope. I'm not DUMB."
"That's debatable," I scowled. Apparently, Rollan had thought ahead of me. He was better at pranks than I realized.
I want to wring his neck. Really badly. But it was kind of impressive how he could pull that off. I'M STILL GOING TO KILL HIM THOUGH.
GOODNIGHT DIARY.