We made our way to the mess hall, I was behind Squid, Caveman and Zero behind me. Most of the others already at the table with their food. We waited in line, unable to get the rest of our food because Mr Sir was arguing with the cook and holding up the line .
"I don't like no hocus-pocus. $14 for onions. We don't need no stinking onions." Mr Sir started with the cook. Man, the guy never stops, does he? I thought as I was suddenly pushed a bit from the others behind me. I tried not bumping into Squid in front of me, looking back at the others behind me. Caveman gave me an apologetic look as some kids behind him were getting antsy.
"You told me to get the onions. I get onions." The cook tried defending himself.
"I want to taste it." Mr Sir demanded, pushing one of the helps out of the way.
"Go ahead and taste it. I don't care." The cook was obviously fed up with Mr Sir by now.
"I'll taste it then."
"Go head."
"I'm tasting it." I rolled my eyes at them as they seemed to bicker like a married couple. Mr Sir bent down to taste the food, the big cooking pot in front of us.
"Whoa. What happened to your face?" Squid gapes while examining Mr Sir's face. He slowly looked up at Squid, mid taste and scowled at the boy. He slowly dropped the ladle into the pot and grabbed Squid by the front of his jumper, pulling his forward over the pot. The force causing stuff on the table before him to clatter, some things falling over. I took a step forward, placing my tray down on the table in front of me.
"Something the matter with my face? Huh?" Squid quickly shook his head.
"No. No, Mr Sir."
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"You got that right." He shoved Squid back harshly. I tried to grab him before he fell to the ground, but the force of the shove just caused me to fall back too. Squid and I slammed into the table behind us, causing things to fall onto my head, making me wince. Mr Sir came out from behind the counter and glared at us, looking around the room at everyone.
"Anybody see anything wrong with my face? Huh?! I think I'm kind of purdy, don't you!" I sat up, rubbing my head as Squid did the same. I started to stand up, trying to help Squid do the same as the room chorused a 'Yes sir.' I suddenly felt myself be yanked up and away from Squid, roughly might I add. Mr Sir held me close to him, getting in my face.
"This ain't no girl scouts! He can help himself up." He yelled at first. I narrowed my eyes at him before he threw me back down on the ground. I heard a tray behind me slam on a table and a seat fall to the ground shortly afterwards. I glared up at Mr Sir as he glared behind me, glowering at the commotion behind me.
"You got something to say, boy?" He mumbled darkly. I heard whispering behind me, but couldn't tell what was being said. I looked at Squid who looked past me in the direction Mr Sir was. He glanced at me for a quick second before shaking his head slightly, looking back behind me. I could hear the seat being picked up before slamming down on the floor.
