After the disaster that was the senior play, Amanda Kelly had one goal:
teach Tyler Sanders a lesson he'd never forget. The chaos caused by his
laxative stunt left her humiliated, and she wasn't about to let him get
away with it. Amanda knew she couldn't pull this off alone, so she called
in reinforcements—her childhood goth/grunge friend, Priscilla.
Priscilla was the type of girl who didn't say much but had a dark,
devious sense of humor. With her black lipstick, heavy eyeliner, and band
t-shirts, she looked like she was straight out of a '90s punk magazine.
When Amanda explained her plan, Priscilla smirked. "I'm in. Let's make
this kid regret everything."
That night, the dynamic terror duo snuck into Backwoods High under the
cover of darkness, a red wagon filled with fresh cow shit from a nearby
farm in tow. The plan was simple: break into Tyler Sander's locker and
fill it to the brim with the most disgusting, foul-smelling surprise he'd
ever encounter.
Priscilla grinned as they approached the locker room. "This is going to
be legendary."
Amanda, armed with a set of lockpicking tools, went to work on Tyler's
locker. The click of the lock felt satisfying, and with a quiet laugh,
they opened the door. Together, they began stuffing every inch of the
locker with the cow manure. The stench was overpowering, but Amanda and
Priscilla were determined. They packed the locker to the brim, making
sure there wouldn't be a single clean inch left when Tyler opened it.
"What do you think he's going to do?" Amanda asked as they finished,
closing the locker carefully.
"Freak out," Priscilla said with a dark chuckle. "He deserves it."
What the girls didn't know, however, was that Tyler had recently switched
lockers with Murphy. Tyler, always up to something, wanted his new locker
closer to homeroom, and the swap had gone through just the day before.
So, while Amanda and Priscilla thought they were targeting Tyler, they
had actually stuffed Billy's locker with cow shit.
The next morning, the hallways were buzzing with the usual teenage
energy. Matt Marinara and Jason Mustard stood by their lockers, shooting
the breeze about last night's Seussical disaster when they spotted Billy
Murphy, looking as erratic as ever in one of his bizarre outfits—a plaid
jacket paired with neon green shorts and a hat that looked like it
belonged to a pirate.
Billy strolled up to his locker, humming some incoherent tune, completely
unaware of the horror waiting for him. Matt elbowed Jason. "Yo, what's
Chris wearing today?"
Jason laughed. "Who knows, man? This guy is something else."
Billy opened his locker, and that's when it happened.
A wave of cow manure surged out, splattering him from head to toe. The
moment the door swung open, Billy was showered in a vile mix of manure,
filling the hallway with an unbearable stench. His scream echoed through
the school like a banshee's wail.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Billy shrieked, flailing as the cow shit drenched him.
His bizarre outfit was now ruined, covered in the grotesque mess. He
slipped and fell, landing in a pile of the muck with a loud splat.
Matt and Jason, witnessing the whole thing, immediately burst into
uncontrollable laughter. Jason fell against a locker, wheezing from
laughing so hard. "Oh my God, Billy... covered in shit... I can't
breathe!"
Matt, doubled over, could barely get the words out. "This is... this is
the best day of my life."
Meanwhile, David Lewis had his camera rolling the entire time. "This...
this is cinematic perfection," he muttered to himself, zooming in on
Billy's shit-covered meltdown.
Billy, now beyond furious, scrambled to his feet, cow manure dripping
from his clothes and face. "I'M GONNA KILL WHOEVER DID THIS!" he roared,
his eyes wild with rage.
In the distance, Amanda and Priscilla were watching from behind a row of
lockers, their mouths hanging open in disbelief. They had expected Tyler
Sanders to be the one covered in cow shit, but instead, they had
accidentally targeted Billy Murphy, the psychotic guitar-playing maniac
of Backwoods High.
Priscilla turned to Amanda and whispered, "Looks like we screwed up big
time."
Amanda sighed, watching Billy's epic freakout. "Yeah... I guess this is
the universe telling us to give Tyler a pass for now."
Priscilla nodded. "But hey, at least we get to see the chocolate shit
guitar boy lose his mind. That's pretty entertaining in its own right."
As Billy stormed down the hall, tracking manure everywhere, Principal
Smith arrived on the scene, his face twisted in confusion and disgust. He
looked from Billy, who was covered in cow crap, to the laughing students,
to the pile of manure in the locker, and finally to Amanda and Priscilla,
who were clearly trying not to laugh.
"What in the world...?" Smith muttered. "Who is responsible for this?"
No one dared to speak.
Matt and Jason continued to laugh so hard they were practically crying,
while David filmed every second of the chaos. Billy, still fuming,
marched off to the bathroom, leaving a trail of manure behind him.
Principal Smith shook his head, utterly dumbfounded. "Detention. For...
someone. I don't even know who to give detention to this time."
And thus, another day of mayhem at Backwoods High came to a close, with
Amanda and Priscilla realizing that sometimes, even the best-laid plans
can backfire—especially when it comes to targeting Tyler Sanders.
Never a dull moment in Backwoods High.