Anarchy and disruption: Read another chapter from The Power of Positive Pranking by Nat Amoore

 GREEN PEAS RULE 2 

It’s not about the glory, it’s about the message. 

I get a few low fives as I make my way back to class. Green Peas isn’t a total secret at Watterson Primary, but kids here don’t dob on each other. I mean, if someone is hurting another kid or bullying them or something, there’s no code – you absolutely go down for something like that. But when it comes to ‘kids’ business’, we sort of look out for each other. 

I take my usual seat in Mr Deery’s class between Zeke and Cookie. Cookie gives me a slight nod – she’s so cool and super-spy-like. Zeke’s breaking the rules as usual. He’s grinning ear to ear and gives me a double thumbs-up. I just ignore him. It’s the approach I often take with Zeke. 

Mr Deery stumbles in looking pretty frazzled. It took a long time for the teachers to get everyone under control, out of assembly and back to their classes. Mr Deery used to teach Year Five, but everything got reshuffled when Mr Bijac went on paternity leave. It was a good trade. Mr Bijac smelled like feet. But not just his feet smelled like feet. His suit smelled like used socks. His aftershave smelled like old leather. And his breath . . . well, you know the black stuff that builds up under the corners of your toenails? Mr Bijac’s breath smelled like he ate that for breakfast. blah! 

So Mr Deery and his peppermint smell is a definite upgrade. 

‘Okay, kids, we’re going to try to move on from this morning’s little, um, disruption,’ Mr Deery says, rearranging the papers on his desk for the third time. 

‘Disruption’. I like that. It’s a much better word than ‘prank’. 

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