Write about: the prankster.
This morning I got started on preparing for the craft market on Saturday. Looking forward to not only doing a market that's more geared toward what I'm selling, but also selling my photographs of Osoyoos in Osoyoos for the first time.
Hopefully the bucketful of crap that is the current forecast for this weekend will be wrong.
You could never really relax around Luke. You were always wondering what he was going to pull next, whether you were his intended victim or not. Sure, it sucked when he made you look like a fool in front of half the school. But it was much, much worse when his target believed you were in any way, shape, or form responsible for what happened to him or her.
Especially when Luke decided it was a good idea to start pranking the boys senior football team.
You just never knew what to believe with him. He did tell the truth, on occasion. Just to mix things up, keep us on our toes. But it came out in the exact same tone of voice, with identical facial expressions and gestures, as the lies he told.
I guess that's why nobody thought to help him when he suffered a seizure during chemistry class on Friday morning...