The weekend went by sooo fast. Too fast for my liking. But the filming is really fun to. Bob was extra nice and everyone was in a good mood. Monday went by fast, Tuesday was medium and then there was Wendsday. Today.

We're doing reshoots but I'm not in but only two. So I was bored out of my mind. So I was DMing people on Twitter and being bored. Then I got a text.

James;-P: hey

Me: hi

James;-P: wyd?

Me: watching actors

James;-P: watching TV

Me: basically

James;-P: oh

Me: yeah wyd

James;-P: nothing really. Where u at? Wanna meet up?

Me: as much as I'd love to...I'm not in town

James;-P: oh where you at?

Me: Vancouver

James;-P: CANADA??

Me: yeah. Shawn Mendes land! Lol

"Sara! Get over here! We decided to reshoot this one." Bob told me. I nodded and quickly texted James back.

Me: well, hate to leave ya hanging but I gotta go. Text you later

I put my phone down and we shot the scene. Then it was break time. Meaning.....FOOD!!!! My life source. As I was eating my fish sandwhich, Jared came up to me. "I figured you were real bored." He said. I nodded and waited for him to continue. "So, then I thought..you know what I haven't done in a while? Pranked Misha." I laughed and nodded.

"Has been a while Jared. Have you lost your touch?" I asked playfully.

"Hey! Keep saying that I won't let you help me." He said.

"No. I'm sorry." I laughed.

"Good. Now....what to do, what to do?" He asked. I shrugged as he smirked. "I know!" He smiled. "Follow me and bring your food." He told me to follow him and I did. Misha was somewhere with my dad and we went out to his trailer. "Hand me the sand which." Jared smiled.

"What? My food? My precious?" I asked, appalled.

"I'll buy you something after we leave." He said.

"McDonalds?" I asked.

"Yes!" He said. I smiled and handed him my food. He opened the air vent and put it in there. Then he turned off the air.

"You know that's gonna stink in a few hours and.....oooohh." I said, finally understanding what he did.

"I know you're the 'prank master' or whatever you like but...that's not all that pranky." I told him.

"But, he'll get mad about it." Jared pointed out.

"Okay, whatever. But I didn't help you. You stole my food and offered McDonalds after we leave here." I said.

"Deal!" He agreed.

"What you mean deal? That's what happened. I literally did nothing but watch." I laughed.

"Yeah. Sorry." Jared laughed. He looked around and handed me a piece of paper and a pen. "Here. Write a note." He said. I sighed and shrugged.

I went to sit at his table when I seen his phone. "Look! Misha left his phone in here." I gasped. "And he has a missed call from Vicky. Maybe I should give it to him."

"Are you kiding?" Jared asked, snatching it away. "I can use this. He needs his precious phone. Then he will call me the prank master." I shook my head.

"Thats so lame." I said as I began writing.

Dear Misha,

I'm ligitimently sooooooo sorry about this awful smell. Jared stole my food and offered McDonalds. You know I can't turn that down. But also...part of the McDonalds package is I can't tell you where it is. Again....so sorry. Plus, Jared says if you want to see your "precious phone" again, you'll call him the prank master. That actually might be my fault because I told him this prank was dumb. So.....sorry......again.

A sincere apology from,

Sara

(P.S. Vicky tried calling and I was really gonna give it to you but Jared took it. Sooorrrrryyyyyyy)

When I finished Jared read over it. "You apologize a lot." He said.

"Can't help but feel bad for him. You prank him a lot!" I told him.

"Nu uh!" He defended himself.

"You put pie in his face!" I laughed. He shrugged and muttered, "Your dad did, too."

I left the note on the table and we walked out to go back in. I sat back in my chair and seen I had about a dozen messages.

Misha: h

Misha: e

Misha: y

Misha:

Misha: S

Misha: a

Misha: r

Misha: a

Misha: !

Misha:

Misha: W

Misha: h

Misha: a

Misha: t

Misha: '

Misha: s

Misha:

Misha: u

Misha: p

Misha: ?

I shook my head, knowing Jared was doing that to rack up poor Mishas phone bill. He was probably texting the whole crew. Then I noticed I had one other text.

James;-P: its cool. Text me when you can. You have got to tell me what you're always doing!

I sighed because I wasn't ready to yet. Then my dad came over. "Did Jared take Misha's phone?" He asked.

"What makes you ask that?" I questioned. He showed me his phone saying he has fifty nine messages from Misha. All single letters, punctuation, and blank messages. "Yeah. Did it to me to." I laughed, showing him my phone. After putting it on Misha's texts of course. I almost accidentally showed him James and I's conversation. That would be bad.

He shook his head. "Did you help him?" He asked.

"Not really." I smiled.

"Where's Misha?"

"Getting makeup." My dad said. I laughed a little and thought about how funny it sounded. Misha in makeup. Even though I've been with the whole...filming thing for mostly all my life, it still sounded weird to me. My dad, Jared and Misha having on makeup.

The rest of the day went by pretty quickly. At the end while my dad and Jared were wrapping up a scene I went over to talk to Misha. "Hey." I smiled. He smiled and returned the hey. "So....today was pretty calm huh?" I asked.

"Yeah, actually." He said. I nodded and watched as 'Sam' was being worried about 'Dean'.

"Don't you think its weird. That...its been a while since Jared and my dad pranked you?" I asked. He looked at me.

"Do you know something?" He asked.

"Yeah. Don't tell him I told you though." I said. I showed him my phone with the texts and told him about the fish.

"Well....where's it at?" He asked.

"In the air vent." I told him. He sighed.

"Fucking Jared." He laughed.

I giggled and when their scene was over Jared came over to me. "Hey Misha. Hey Sara. What are you talking about?" He asked, glaring at me.

"Nothing." I shrugged. He nodded slowly and smirked.

"Well, I'm going to get my phone out of my trailer. I'll be right back, Sara." Misha told me. I nodded and he walked away.

"You told. Didn't you?" Jared asked.

"What? Pst. Noooo." I said. I was never really a good liar. I always felt bad for doing it and it made my lying bad. Acting is good though cause its fake!

"I knew you would." Jared smirked.

"Huh?" I questioned.

"I moved the fish." He laughed.

"Where?" I asked. He pretended to zip his mouth shut and I glared at him. "You're so mean to him." I laughed, shaking my head.

"Its because I love him." He said.

"Aweeee." I cooed. Jared laughed.

"Yeah yeah." Suddenly we heard a scream.

"Jared!" Misha's voice shouted. I laughed and ran toward my dad who was watching in awe. Misha was trying to get his phone, but Jared wouldn't unless he got called the prank master.

"Maybe I should help." I said.

"How?" My dad asked.

"Watch this." I smiled. I walked toward Jared and hugged him. In the meantime, taking the phone out his pocket. "We have to go Jared." I said. Turning to Misha I winked. "Bye Misha." I said, putting his phone in his hand. "Bye Jared." I said turning and walking toward my dad.

"What did you do?" He asked.

"Gave the phone to Misha." I shrugged.

"How?" He chuckled.

"A good magician doesn't give away her tricks." I smirked. "I'm surprised Jared bought that we were leaving though. He knows he's gotta get me McDonalds. He stole my food!" My dad laughed again and I sat down to watch Misha pretend he didn't have his phone.

I smiled and got Jared's phone out my pocket. Yeah. I stole Jared's phone. I decided to prank him. I put it back in my pocket and laughed.

Then I walked back toward them. "Oh Misha. I gotta tell you something before I go." I said. He nodded and bent down so I could whisper it to him. "I have Jared's phone. When I sit back down, take out yours and I'm going to send a message, okay. Oh....sorry for running up your phone bill. I'll pay you back." He sighed and nodded. I said bye again and stood by the chair, typing the message from Jared's phone.

Guess who has your phone! Me! Look at the chairs! Hi! Hello! I have your phone! What's up?! You want it back? Buy my food.....annnnddddd.....hmmm........what else?? Oh! I know! When the new One Direction album comes out...you buy it for me! Got it! Kk! I need it in writing. Soooo....byyeeeee.

I sat down and Misha nodded. Smirking, he took out his phone and I sent the message. Jared felt his pocket and sighed. Misha held the phone so Jared could read the message and when he looked at the chairs I waved and showed him the phone. He continued to read and I wrote a new message quickly.

P.S. you were so dumb you bought that excuse of me leaving. You need to get my food! The hug was what gave me both phones!

I sent it and heard Misha's phone ding. Jared laughed and looked at me. I was ready to jump up and run to my dad who was talking to Bob. "Sara!" Jared shouted, like Misha yelled his name earlier. I smiled and ran toward my dad as he chased me. I hid behind him and he looked up at Jared who was right behind me.

"Stole your phone to?" He laughed. Jared nodded and my dad laughed. "So you let a little girl take your phone?" Jared shrugged.

"The hug was convincing!" He laughed. "Well, if you'll move out the way. I need to get my phone back." My dad held me behind him and smirked.

"You'll have to get through me first." He said, pretending to hold up a sword. Jared laughed and pretended to hold up his own sword. I took out my phone and began recording their battle. Of course my dad won. He 'decapitated' Jared. "And that's what you get for messing with my baby girl!" He laughed. I smiled and turned off the video.

"Thanks for saving me, daddy." I laughed. He laughed and hugged me. On the way to the apartment I put the video on Twitter.

@Sara_Ackles2001

@JensenAckles fighting for me after I stole @jarpad 's phone. Lol

I put the video below and soon got a ton of likes. Smiling I began texting Mel.