original prankster

It's that time of year -

Like, from Doctor Who?

It’s our birthday and I can’t find my freaking twin anywhere, I haven’t seen her since breakfast.

I could dress up and pretend to be her if it'd make you feel any better.

[Cooper looked at the decorations around the hall and raised an impressed eyebrow. He spotted Heath standing around at the lockers, a proud look adorning his face.]

[A casual shrug accompanied his wink and Cooper's words] What, am I not allowed to enjoy a feat of incredible showmanship these days without being accused of being the perpetrator?

[She had to think about that for a moment, and bursts into laughter again.] Right! You always say the funniest things, Heath!

You flatter me, Ms. Woods.

I could probably answer that with a million things, but— [Peter shrugs before simply mentioning whatever comes to mind.] Track, sword fighting, pumpkin pie, and, um. The Walking Dead, I guess.

Wait -- are you on the track team? 'Cause I haven't seen you! Then again, I haven't been to any of the meetings. Or practices. And I've gotten very good at dodging Coach when he comes to find me. But I like sunsets, long walks on the beach, and Shrek. 

You’ve been fooled, Heath Thompson. Cheated and lied to! It’s all been for nothing.

[Phillip snorted] Oh, Heath. You are certainly charming. But you shouldn’t be such a con-artist. It’s not a good look for you.

Mon frère, would a 'professional prankster' not be classed as a con-artist? And I most assuredly would be in it for the money -- and the ladies -- so hey, whatever gets me the most, y'know?

Unique had accomplished finishing yet another day full of classes only to leave the last one with a slew of homework that she clearly did not want to think about at the present moment. Instead, the red head took to singing to help her mind slip away from the dreadful amount of assignments she had waiting for her in her back pack. Honestly, why did these teachers find such enjoyment in snow piling them with a mountain load of work?! It was like they were professionally trained to kill a student’s social life, for which she found highly rude if her opinion were to count for anything. Even though Unique was well aware that the opinion of a freshmen truly didn’t count for much, she still was rightfully upset about it, but there really wasn’t much she could do about that now.

"Music club's on today and no one let me know? Usually the teach's always trying to get me to join." It wasn't a lie -- the music club's professor was always trying to get Heath to join, citing such reasons as Heath's 'gravelly-but-melodic singing voice' and his 'natural prowess with the guitar' amongst others. But between track and field, movie club, magic club, and book club, he just didn't have the time. He wasn't Hermione Granger -- though he totally wouldn't complain if he was.

People were getting on Mel’s nerves more than usual. It probably had to do with the heightened level of paranoia they were experiencing from their last run in with the law. They had made sure to leave behind no clues, but there had been a possible witness. They hadn’t forgotten their breakdown either, or the fact that Peter had been there to see it all. That, and their class schedule seemed to match up with Jace, and they had been having to pass him by every other day in the hallway to get to class. They felt like the world hated them and was constantly working against them. It sucked. 

'Good thing I don’t care.'