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Annabeth's POV
Everything was in place.
From the looks of it all so far, this prank was going to be great. Everyone would be in the halls, preparing for their next class. He would humiliate himself in front of all those people.
And best of all, I would get sweet revenge. He would be covered in raw egg, and everyone would see it. He would be humiliated. And I know that he hates attention, so he'll be extremely uncomfortable. The hallway was beginning to become more crowded as the minutes passed.
Now all I had to do was wait.
...
After what seemed like years, Jackson finally came to his locker.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. He opened his locker, and it was like I saw each balloon burst against him, covering him in eggs. I watched him step back, his jaw drop and his hands fly up. Once all the balloons had fell, everything was dead silent. I walked up and started laughing.
"HAHAHAHA-YOUR FACE-HAHAHAHA!"
Asshole was fuming. He turned to me, his green irises looking more dangerous, wild. He looked like he was ready to murder someone. Me, in particular. His clothes were covered in egg yokes and whites, as was the floor.
