The A Team

Chapter 25:

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Angel's P.O.V.

Sitting at the round, crusty table I try not to look around me in search of Ace...but I fail miserably. Anna has already told me to "chill out" a total of four and a half times. I say four and I half because I didn't let her finish her last one before I threw some of my gooey lunch noodles at her.

Mwahaha the ultimate weapon - soggy, slightly brown, and ever-so-nasty lunch noodles. The rank stuff tickles your senses and sends your gag-reflex into overdrive.

Sorry Anna, but you had it coming...ok no she didn't. She's the one that got me to look like this so I suppose I deserved it when she threw it back at me, hitting my(her) shirt.

I screamed and launched my Snapple at her. "How dare you!" she yells, silencing the whole cafeteria.

She had always had the lungs of a banchee.

"You know this is my new skirt!" looking down I realize what I have done. I have just Snapple-ified her favourite brand new skirt. Its pale blue colour has already begun to fade to a hideous browning teal.

At that moment, Samuel Hue from year 10 cups his hands around his mouth and yells, "FOOD FIGHT!!" He then launches his whole tray of food at a girl walking to the trash bin. She gets it square in the jaw and is sent flying into the trash bin from the impact.

Every laugh from the new crowd makes me seethe. He wants a food fight? I'll show him a food fight.

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5 juice pouches, 17 milk cartons, 3 spoonfuls of noodles, and a face of sloppy joe later, I am back at the principal's (cough cough evil, death, fairy, bitch's cough cough) office.

...or should I say lair...

Yea, lair sounds about right.

Anna sits on my right and the girl who got hit in the jaw sits on my left with an ice pack cooling the irritated skin.

"What on earth?!" Her shrill voice makes my head ache, but I show as much respect as humanly possible. He stands above her desk staring us down. "How is it that 3 respectable, intelligent young ladies end up starting a food fight and causing such a commotion?! How did this even start?!"

Anna begins to speak but I immediately cut her off. "It was me." Anna looks over in surprise, expecting me to let her take the blame. "I was joking around and threw some food at Anna. Then some sophomore yelled out food fight and it all got out of hand. No one else in this room did anything. I'm sorry."

The evil bat lady flowers down at me and when I don't flinch under her stare, she finally sits down at her desk. She smoothes out her pale blue blouse and folds her hands above the table.

"Anna and Svetre, you may leave."

Once the door closes, I am lectured about how while I didn't necessarily start the fight, I shouldn't have been throwing food. Yea, I know, stupid.

I get away with only a lunch detention and by the time I get out, it's already sixth period.

Well shit. If Ace is here today, he'll be seated right next to me...and I'm so nervous.

I enter fashionably late and everyone looks up from their papers to look at me. Well everyone except Ace.

He stares emotionless at his textbook. No, past the book, like he's off thinking about something else.

I slink into the seat beside him. A few girls cast bitchy glares at me but I brush them off. It's better than being laughed at for toilet paper being stuck to my shoe.

I set my own textbook on my desk, trying to crane my neck to see what page the others are on. I deliberately try not to look at Ace's. Finally, I give up.

"What page are we on?" I murmur to my left.

Ace doesn't respond, but instead simply moves his arm up so that I can see the page number; 384. When I start flipping through the pages he thumps his arm back into place, startling me.

We don't speak for the rest of class. Don't participate. Don't even really pay attention. We just sit there in silence. Boring, dull silence.

Only when the bell rings and our homework sheets are handed out does he finally speak.

"Mr. Shay's room Gould be open."

"What?" Why would he care about Mr. Shay's room?

"God, for tutoring you idiot."

"Oh" I mumble.

Before I have the chance to say a half hearted "sorry" he's already out of the room and headed down the hallway.

Ugh. This is going to be one awful tutoring session.

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