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Log: Revenge on Jim.
Apr. 17th, 2012 08:27 pmHe had paid off one of the band kids to fake an announcement for the football team to come in to the autotorium, in numerical order. Stupid jocks didn't even question it, thinking it was for 'speical team pictures' or something equally stupid Edward had already set everything up and was looming in the shadows of the stage's rafters, his HD camcorder trained on the door where two gallons of dyed corn syrup was balanced on the door tied to a zipper bag of feathers. He knew Jim well enough to knock that dumb jock would punch the door open to show off to his buddies and when he did that's when he would be destroyed. Covered in true Carrie style.
Edward had a black eye for a week, Jim would bare this huminlation for much longer, like clock work the door was punched and a angry scream followed by a football team worth of laughter followed. None expected whoever had done this to be stupid enough to stay behind and Edward was smart enough to stay out of sight as the few that stayed behind searched.
However a few minutes later the bell rang and the classes started to pour out. That was when the shadow of black moved from his spot, his hair was brushed down and hoodie pulled up as he vanished out of the door and into the crowd wearing fingerless red and black stripped gloves today to hide his stained hands he moved quickly to Lydia's locker, he had thrown his car keys into the locker when he had been talking to her. He hoped she was there becuase he felt it was time to bail out for the day.
Edward had a black eye for a week, Jim would bare this huminlation for much longer, like clock work the door was punched and a angry scream followed by a football team worth of laughter followed. None expected whoever had done this to be stupid enough to stay behind and Edward was smart enough to stay out of sight as the few that stayed behind searched.
However a few minutes later the bell rang and the classes started to pour out. That was when the shadow of black moved from his spot, his hair was brushed down and hoodie pulled up as he vanished out of the door and into the crowd wearing fingerless red and black stripped gloves today to hide his stained hands he moved quickly to Lydia's locker, he had thrown his car keys into the locker when he had been talking to her. He hoped she was there becuase he felt it was time to bail out for the day.
