This paper plane was near perfect.
Crisp edges, a pointy nose, and just the right weight. I held it up, closing my left eye to aim it toward the stage. Rose Carver and her short-brimmed black hat were in fine form today, a perfect target, her face lit up beatifically by the stage lights. As she went on about junior prom announcements, I grew more confident.
I used random.org, and (after a few bad tries that landed on a page with illustrations) it picked page 143!
I was eating cereal, enjoying the quiet, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I switched into Mac Attack mode, jumping, then spinning around to take down my intruder with a well-placed roundhouse kick. I quickly realized I was about to pummel Kyle.