The List

Carter had a decent start to his morning. He grabbed something to eat from the pantry, there wasn’t too much to choose from so his end result was a package of pop tarts that left crumbs in the seat lining of his truck while he drove to school.

His truck wasn’t anything special, a hand me down that used to be his dads. Just some 90’s little two door pick up that was a dark blue. Carter had taken good care of it though, since it was his late fathers last possession left in his life.

Once inside the school, Carter spent his free time before class chatting it up with some of his mates and joking about what they were going to do this year for the senior prank. The senior pranks were never really good, last year someone had started a food fight. The year before a kid and “borrowed” about two dozen chickens from a nearby farm and let them loose within the school, but this year the guys wanted it to be different. Something that no one in the history of all senior pranks has ever done before. Their conversation didn’t end on a conclusion, but hey, they had all year to think about it didn’t they?

Carter was off to class and sat in the middle of the room next to some cheerleaders and a couple more of his mates. They were a little rambunctious and didn’t let class start exactly on time till the teacher reminded them that the bell had rung. Not very long into the period, phones started going off. Between the buzzing and the numerous dings that rang out in the room it was a wonder the teacher didn’t notice, or maybe she did and was just ignoring it.

Carter didn’t really care about being seen by the teacher, after all, his reputation on the football team was one of the highest. What could she do to him? Send him to the office? That wasn’t going to do much.

He clicked on the text message that he had received, which contained a link. Clicking on that next it opened a webpage that read;

“Welcome Seniors of Amorous High!”

Below that was a sign in or register button.