Sluts, Threats, and Failures.

Don't you just love it when someone threatens you for no reason? When they tell you they're going to "Bash your head in on Saturday", you get such a rush. And then, they FAIL to follow it through. They make themselves look like shit. If that was possible. They prove EVERY SINGLE INSULT you've thrown at them to be completely true. It's funny.
And you say I'm a jerk. Hahahahaha.
Just to spite you some more, I shall do it again.
Your boyfriend is fucked up. He is disturbed. He is disgusting. He is a junkie.
So, what you gonna do, Jess? Huh? Insult me? Threaten me?
I am SO scared.
Connor, this is low, even for you. Even Tom agreed that she was as ugly as shit.
Wow.

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Plam.

He walked into the school, determined. He would complete the Plan. His Plan. The Plan he'd been planning for months.
The grounds were empty. Entirely empty. There was no one there. Just as he planned.
Getting changed, he kept an eye out for people. His Plan would not be ruined. It had to be done today.
Grabbing the glove out of his bag, and the spherical, soft, ball, from the inside pocket, he wandered out into the middle of the field.
Throwing the ball up into the air, he yelled "APRIL FOOLS!" and caught it.
His Plan had succeeded.

~ April Fools, eh?
Ashm.