Pringles

Mmmm Pringles

Mmmmm Pringles I thought as the delicious chips crunched inbetween my teeth. Yummy. This is what heaven must be like, surely. As this was pure bliss, eating my Pringles, and a nice and warm, yet occasionally breezy day. "Do you eat anything else?" Asked Juan, my friend, who was currently staring at me like I'm a freak. I shrugged and piled more of those delicious chips in my mouth. Admittedly, I was basically just a Pringle. Pringles contributed to 90% of my diet, and at home I had a massive stash of them, for whenever I want to treat myself...which is all the time....

"I think you're addicted, bro." Juan said in concern. He couldn't comprehend how a person could love food as much as me. "Should we consider rehab?" He asked, being completely serious, as I finished the packet of my yummy babies. I shrugged again and picked up my phone and started texting my mum to say I'd be home in around an hour or so.

"Juan, let's go do something, instead of sitting around your goddamn room all the time!" I exclaimed and jumped to my feet. He pouted and slowly stood up. "What, is playing COD not good enough anymore?" He said, annoyed that I didn't want to play his beloved game. I stared at his Xbox and shrugged my shoulders. "Get a PS3 or 4 and I'll play with you then." I said and walked out of his room. "Aye!" He yelled at me "Xbox is way better than-" His voice had gotten drowned out by my daydreaming. "Oi! Are you even listening April?" He said, now frustrated. I shrugged again and told him I wanted to go home. I lazily walked home and felt exhausted by the time I got there.

I was convinced I was one of the laziest people ever. But I was okay with that. I got my phone out of my pocket and put my headphones in my ears and started playing 'We Stitch These Wounds' by Black Veil Brides. My thoughts then took me to a place where I asked myself, what would Andy Biersack taste like if he was a pringle? It'd be soooooo delicious. I started drooling.

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I pouted as I examined myself in my mirror. My hair was looking pretty good today, but sadly, I had to dye it a snow blonde colour, as the school accepted that colour, rather than my previous blue hair. My school uniform was awful, in every single way. It was green with a red stripe down the left hand side, with the school emblem enprinted on it. The girls had to wear skirts, which I found annoying as all hell. I hated wearing the colour green, and skirts with a passion, and here I was wearing them.

The only green I looked good in was the type of green you see on 'sour cream and onion Pringles' green. Pringles...yum... I sighed and walked down the steps of my home. "Bye bye Cujo!" I hugged my puppy Rottweiler and said my final goodbyes before I had to go to hell.

I walked lazily to school, not thrilled at all that it was, yet again, the start of the year, and that meant school again. I sighed then lip sinked Throne as it played through my headphones. "Every wound will shape me, every scar will build my throne." Those where the lyrics I'd held so close to my heart. As soon as Throne came out I loved it with no end. It was plain amazing.

At school I was basically a drone. Get to school. Get your books out. Listen to music and wait for the bell that signals school is starting. Go to home room. Endure the upcoming classes. I sighed of relied when lunch time finally came around. I could eat Pringles and relax for a while. However, today I was gonna be a loner as Juan was sick. I made my way to a spot on my schools large oval that had shade and ate my Pringles there.

I got my phone out of my pocket and put my earphones in, and put Falling In Reverse On, skipping to Don't Mess With Ouija Boards. I wondered what people would think if I played it out really loudly for everyone who walks past to hear. They might get scared. As the words get scared entered my mind my whole brain started then thinking of the band Get Scared.