Cs get baked beans

Disturbing Truths

Out of nowhere, Warren's smiling face suddenly fades into a stony glare. He almost looked like a different person. I'd never seen Warren look so serious. I swear I could see tears welling up in his eyes.

"Warren, are you okay?"

Warren just stared back at me, it was like he hadn't even heard me.

"Warren, you're scaring me!"

It was like a disappearing trick, I was staring at Warren then I was staring at his garden. My day was about to get even more crazy.

"Warren!" I screamed.

I sprinted off my seat faster than a dingo in a dog race, my heart palpitating.

I was about to run into the house until I heard a sound that made me feel like my organs were going to fall out of my butt.

"Boo"

The sight I saw was nothing I'd ever expect to see in my life.

Warren's head, arms and torso were leaning against his legs.

I screamed like my sister did in that one direction concert, except no joy came from the sound. My life had gone from normal to an R.L Stine novel in a matter of seconds.

All of sudden, the chairs were flipped down and Warren stood up. I realised what had happened, Warrens entire body had been folded in half like a bendy ruler.

"The seeds?" I whispered.

Warren nodded. "Believe it or not," he said, "This is one of the least harmful side effects"

I heard the cracking of his bones as Warren went back to his ordinary form.

All I could do was stare. This should've been wonderful, hilarious, exciting. But the look on Warren's face made me feel downright terrified.

Warren didn't need a cue; he knew I wanted to know everything.

"I was eleven years old and I couldn't believe I'd been at busberry for one week and had already gotten a detention."

"What did ya do? Another willy fight?"

"Haha, unluckily for me. I didn't have an amazing influence like myself in year seven."

We both laughed, it was a corny joke but I was glad Warren was back to his familiar self. It had gotten scary for a while there.

"I was in art class and I ran out of green paint so I stuck a paintbrush up my runny nose and..."

"Ew! Ew! Ew!"

"Come on, the painting was a Mucasterpiece"

"I'm starting to wish I hadn't asked."

"Anyway, I had to escape so I pretended to have to go to the bathroom."

"Classic." I grinned.

"I know, the oldest trick in the book, right? Mr Birchwood saw right through me. He gave me a key to the staff bathroom which was next door and made me leave my backpack in the classroom. If tried to escape anywhere else he'd see me in the window and chase me down...trust me, I tried. When I was in the bathroom, I noticed there was a slit in the wall. I peeped through it and found that hidden behind the wall were piles and piles of the seeds. I thought to myself; I'm sure to sucseed."

I rolled my eyes, "Good to know 11 year old you still told dad jokes."

"Maybe that's not quite true, my first thought was what the heck is this crap?, my second thought was that comedic masterpiece. I probably should've just left them alone but curiosity got the better of me but I couldn't exactly take a bouquet of packets that looked like period products back to detention with me, could I? So I climbed out the window. I planted every packet of seeds right then and there, I didn't have a choice and I ate all the results. I didn't realise it was possible but that was the first time...I overdosed."