Prank Page #5

story of me starring

and directing Macbeth

from the front page

to the back page

of the school paper.

Actually, he just

posted that...

My mom was Lady Macbeth

in off Broadway.

My friends were gonna put

t- shirts of my front page on it.

They all look up to me

and I was completely humiliated.

I'm sorry.

Why do you spend so much

time with that loser anyways?

I don't know.

Stupidity?

You should make new friends.

Like cool friends.

Like my friends.

Oh, okay.

Okay.

So you have something

for me, sweetie?

Oh, uh, yeah,

I almost forgot.

Happy birthday.

Oh, my God,

you shouldn't have...

I'm sorry it's late.

What is it

a gift card?

Oh.

You like it?

Oh, it's not a gift card.

Well, put it on.

No, I'm cool.

Here,

it's an antique.

It's been in the family for

three generations, I think.

It's even got

diamonds on it.

Real diamonds?

I love it, thank you.

Oh, my God,

what the hell?

It's just Connor.

What do you want?

Okay.

Um, I'll be right back.

Hold your horses.

This is why

you've been dodging me?

What does she know?

What'd you tell her?

What'd he tell you?

Happy birthday?

I should get to work.

Stop acting innocent,

you conniving b*tch!

Oh, my God,

what's wrong with him?

Don't you dare judge me, c*nt. Jordan.

Take that back.

You take that back.

Take what back?

I swear on the honor

of the Klingon code,

if you tell Dax our plan... Stay away!

Ow, you b*tch!

Are you okay?

No!

I swear, I've never

struck a girl before,

let alone

a fairytale character,

but if my nose

is broken again...

Tell him, Jordan.

Tell me what?

Well.

Stay away, Connor.

From both of us.

You're that dense?

She's cavorting with Dax,

we saw him at the

electronic store holding hands.

We're friends, a**hole.

Like that's any of your

business anyways,

you nosy prick.

We would have

told you before, we just

didn't think

you'd handle it.

Well?

Well, I can't kick him out

right now.

What if his nose

is broken again?

Enjoy your kiss

and make up, then.

Eve, wait.

What a fool.

Jordan:
Eve!

Connor?

Jordan?

I'm apologizing

straight to camera.

You watching?

I'm only doing

this for you.

Eve, I overreacted.

I shouldn't have

called you a c*nt.

You're not.

You're just using my friend

here for his money.

So for my poor

choice of words, I apologize.

What I should have

called you is a whore.

There, done. Copacetic?

You remember Barnes?

That obese kid in second grade

used to squat over your face

and fart until you surrendered

your lunch money?

That happened what?

Three months straight?

Until someone came over

and screamed "rape, rape, rape!"

So loud and so often

that they transferred him out.

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