The lunch room was typically like any lunch room you have ever been in. Or well just compare it to your own.
There were many large, round tables that could sit between 6-8 people at them. Each table had a different group sitting there.
By the windows were of course either the Preps or kids that were rich enough to be in the same circle as Bill Gates. Anywhere else besides these tables were where anyone else can sit.
Everyone was seated with their Mystery Meat lunch, which was served on Mondays, except the Jocks.
Aiden, Rosie, and Pierre were the most popular jocks not only because of their talent but because of their attributes.
Aiden is muscular and tall. Long, brown hair braided into dreadlocks. He is on the track team and does shot put. Most people would say he is ladies man but he is in the closet. Well, so to speak, not many people know that. But he is never not in the company of girls.
Rosie, a foreign exchange student from Germany, is on the volleyball and tennis teams and she has been offered jobs on not only her own country's team but many other country's Olympic team. She is a brunnette with bright green eyes and high cheek bones.
Pierre, is a born French native and doesn't speak too much to those around him only Rosie, Aiden, and the teachers. He is on the soccer team and is the son of a famous soccer player. He has strawberry blond curls and has crooked smile to die for.
All of sudden they burst through the door and walked as if they owned the place. They went ahead of the line and got their lunches made specifically for the athletes. Eggs Bendict with a side salad.
Everyone secretly hates them yet loves them because they are put on the highest pedastal they can be placed upon and they are left at the bottom of the ladder.
"Hey, you three can't just skip the line! You have to wait like the rest of us." a newcomer yelled
Rosie turned around and retorted in her thick accent "Apparently you don't know how it works here. Let me tell you the rules. One, we have our lunches prepared by gourmet chefs and must be eaten at a specific time in order for us to burn the calories. Two, Jocks and Preps run the school, back down if I was you. Three, just know who you're talking to before your reputation is ruined before it has even started."
With a whirl of her hair she grabbed her lunch and walked towards the center of the cafeteria to join her teammates. The student was utterly shocked that they broke down in tears. Pierre and Aiden gave them a sympathetic look and grabbed the lunches and sat with their respective team members. After the incident it was practically forgotten, it happens every semester or so, someone thinks they can stand up to them. No matter how strong the evidence is the opposing groups, Jocks and Preps, always place them back where they are supposed to be.
After the lunch period it was study hall then off to the dormitories.
