WORD COUNT: 1,000+
DISCLAIMER: I don't own PJO, they belong to Rick. Also, I DEFINITELY OWN JIMMY!
Random question: Do you write sharpie on your skin when you're bored? (Or is it just me?)
Annabeth's POV
"I need help," Piper said, sitting beside me. I flipped my book close and gestured to her to continue but she was cut off by Thalia, who was trying to play with a yo-yo.
Thalia dropped the yo-yo to the ground and bolted up. "About time! I knew you would come to us eventually, you know. I mean, your bright clothes were very cringe worthy and-"
"No! Not with my clothing choices! I just wanted to ask you guys to help me prank call an annoying guy at school. And bright clothes aren't cringey!"
"Yes, they are. Every time I see them, I just have the urge to throw mud at you to balance it out."
I stared at her weirdly. "... So all you got from what Piper just told you, was that?"
"No, silly," Thalia said, rolling her eyes. "I also heard about that annoying dude she was talking about too. Duh. So, Pipes, do you have his phone number?"
Piper nodded, taking out her phone and gave it to Thalia. "Yeah, a friend of mine knows everyone's phone number and gave his to me since I asked her. Here."
I looked over Thalia's shoulder. "His name is Jimmy. Hm. He doesn't look annoying at all, more like... the quiet type."
"Ha! You don't know him at all! Everyday, he would tease me non-stop, though, that would be my fault..."
"So you want to prank call him. May I ask, what would that achieve?" I asked.
"Entertainment and somewhat-of-a-payback, obviously. Jimmy always got me tongue tied, makes fun of me, and I think he's a little crazy, but it's time for payback. He hasn't met any of you guys. So today, I'm gonna change that and I need you two," Piper pointed at the two of us, "to help me."
"Wait, will he know who you are when I call him and what do we say?" Thalia asked.
"Nope, I turned off my caller ID and right now, he doesn't know my phone number. All you have to do is creep him out or make him seem like you are crazy! Thalia will go first."
"Sure!" My best friend exclaimed excitedly. "This will be hilarious. I'm going to put him on speaker, so don't make any noises or he'll hear you."
Piper and I nodded as Thalia press the call button.
Ring. Ring. Click.
"Hello?" Thalia asked. "Is this Jimmy speaking?"
Piper glared at her with a 'duh' expression and I understood why she glared at her since Thalia knew it was Jimmy's phone number. And why wouldn't he be the one speaking? But I also understood why Thalia asked if Jimmy was speaking, it's common courtesy.
"Erm... yes," A low, monotone voice spoke through the phone. "Who is this?"
"Nobody you need to know right now. Just don't hang up, okay? I need to ask you some very important questions and I promise, I am not a serial killer that will come to your house and eat you at night."
"... Okay... What's are your questions?"
Thalia took a big breath in and breathed out. "Do you know anyone who is a cereal killer?"
I quietly slapped a hand over my mouth, trying to resist the urge to laugh out loud like an actual serial killer. Wait, that leaves me to question, do bad guys laugh? I mean, I see it all the time in the movies, but do they do it in real life?
"No?" Jimmy, the supposedly annoying guy, said.
"Okay, then you're not much of a help to me. Anyway, do you like to hug trees? Or smacking people with knowledge, literally? "
"No..."
"Hmm... You seem unsure of yourself," Thalia said in fake sympathy and gasped in surprise. "Are you a secret kidnapper that lives around the corner and is having a secret affair with the female doctor?"
"... WHAT?"
"No? Okay! My fellow best friend wishes to speak to you, bye!" Thalia handed the phone to me, grinning like a maniac.
I glared at her but took the phone anyway. "Um... are you still there?"
"Yeah..."
"Uh, I'm sorry about her, she was on a bit too much excited about something and I guess it was the nerves that was talking."
"It's okay, it wasn't really that bad."
Be paranoid. Be paranoid, like a crazy girl with a wacky mind. Wasn't really that bad, huh? Well, you're about to get bad. But what do I know about this guy? Is he a creepy guy who likes to keep up with the news, only to know what was going on with the world with unsuspecting eyes? Hold up, I'm getting a little too paranoid, here.
I was taken out of my thoughts when Jimmy, still the supposedly annoying guy, spoke.
"Hey, you sound pretty, do you wanna go out?" He asked creepily.
Aha! I knew it! He must be some sociopath that liked to harm poor innocent girls- wait, hold on. How dare he?! Asking me out just because I 'sound' pretty? That was very creepy. Creepy indeed.
"Aha!" I shouted. "So you are a cereal killer!"
"What? No..." Jimmy said, unconvincingly.
Ha! He sounds nervous.
"You sound nervous! I bet you are a cereal killer and is having a secret affair with the doctor, that's why my doctor takes so long to come to my side of the room!"
"... I'm pretty sure I'm not a serial killer."
"Oh, I didn't mean a serial serial killer, I meant a cereal killer. You know, the breakfast cereal? That kind of cereal."
"I'm really sure I'm neither of those."
"Well, then. I have one more question."
"Uh, sure, go ahead."
"Can I put a hammer in your stomach?"
A/N:
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-A.G.I.
