It is tradition! Every year the seniors at Roosevelt High pull a “Senior Prank”.
Last year’s class removed the benches from jock’s landing. Everyone thought it was funny, except the jocks.
My brother’s class had the best prank; they moved all the desks and chairs out into the parking lot. It was hysterical, the look on the teachers faces. They didn’t know what to do or where to park.
With all the breaking and entering at the school during late spring the principal put the school on high alert and under tight security.
Our school is a small one. There are only 213 students in the whole school. My grade makes up 68 of them.
Twenty-two of us were up to no good. We were determined to continue the prank tradition, but how?
We met at the local park during the hot days of early summer. We needed a plan and a group of people who were not snitches. Our group had been through quite a lot together. We are a trustworthy bunch. Even light torture couldn’t break us.
We talked about different things to do. I already had a plan. The only problem was convincing the others. The plans others mentioned all focused on the end of the year.
“We need to catch them of guard if we are going to succeed.”
“What do you mean?”
“We need to do our prank at the beginning of the year.”
The debate erupted, after many exchanged words it was decided doing the prank at the beginning of the year was the only option. We didn’t want to get caught! Now what to do?
“Wrap the school with crate paper.”
“Where would we get that much paper?”
“My Grandma has lots of crate paper, she asked me to help her take it to the dump.”
“So our prank is wrapping the school?”
“We will have to include a sign so everyone knows it was us.”
“Welcome back to school from the class of 2012.”
Thanks to Abby, Jackson, Marc, and me the plan was set, the supplies were gathered, and now all we had to do was wait.
Then on a warm breezy night we wrapped our small brick school in crate paper. We had an amazing time working quietly. Do you know how much noise crate paper makes when you are trying to be quiet?
The sun arrived the next morning. I still remember the baffled looks on the teacher’s faces. Our prank was a delightful success.
A school tradition continued, because of our back to school spirit. Another memory was made for all the students and teachers at Roosevelt High.