Chaos! (QotW)

I don't think I've ever been the cause of mayhem on a large scale. I've never sent hundreds of people into a frenzied panic. However, I do seem to be very good at causing a few to nearly have nervous break downs. Most of my devilry wasn't done with any malicious intent. I just accidentally caused crap to happen.

The first time was back in 8th grade when I accidentally broke up my best friend and her boy friend. He started getting suspicious of me because me and her were together so much (in my defense, I've known her for over five years and we've never dated). At first, he just gave me angry stares, then he started trying to interrupt every time we were talking, then he talked to me about the problem very threateningly. Of course, she liked none of this because this was her best friend he was getting all angry with. Then he complained to her, and things got really heated between them; they argued all the time. Eventually he got so pissed he slammed me into a wall one day, and was ready to start something, and the proverbial fecal matter hit the rotational room-cooling device. She stopped the fight in tears and ran away, and they didn't talk for some time until she broke up with him. Of course, everyone expected me to ask her out afterward, and when it never happened, it sent an aftershock of mayhem through the gossip groups.

A similar event occurred in the fall of my sophomore year. I got invited to a party of a friend of a friend, and the boyfriend of that friend of a friend gave me a ride. Now, this friend of a friend was very unhappy with her boyfriend because he'd gone ATVing with this gorgeous girl without telling her about it. So, she used dancing with me the entire night (and ignoring him) to get back at him. Already, I'm used as a device to create chaos in the relationship. Then, she kept giving me an abnormal amount of attention all the times we were together (not as much as the boyfriend, but more than any other guy), and their relationship went crazy as a result. Luckily, I became busy for a few months, they figured things out, and I'm now very good friends with the boy friend. Otherwise, I probably would have been beaten to a pulp. The guy's got two inches on me and a solid 20 pounds of muscle.

Another time I can think of was when my teachers found out I was going to NC State. It's a decent college, but it's not exactly what my professors were expecting at all. I'm the kind of kid that could of gotten into MIT or Berkeley without hardly trying. I was being recruited by all the Ivy League schools and every premier engineering school in the country. And I was going to NC State. Unfortunately, my dad wouldn't permit me to go to a college out of state, and this was my best choice given that fact, but my teachers had trouble understanding that. I had several teachers asking me on a daily basis in a panicked tone if everything was alright, if I'd really thought things through, if I'd consider changing my mind, etc. It was really amusing seeing them get their panties in such a jumble over little old me.

There's probably a few more, but those are all the stories I can think of right now. I'm not really the type to pull fire alarms or call in a fake bomb threat, but I make individual lives hell pretty frequently.