I wake up to Glow shaking me. "Stop!" I shout at her. "You have classes!" she shouts back. I shot up hitting Glow in the face.
"OW!" Glow and I scream. "Sorry," I say rubbing my head. I then jump out of bed and run to the dresser. I change into the blossom sweeter and jeans.
Glow is already dressed so we both go out into the hall and then into the kitchen. I eat an orange and Glow eats an apple. "You ready?" she asks, I nod my head and we go off to our first class.
Glow and I sit in the back with a bunch of the other older kids. I see Wade sitting by a window and Matthew and Sara are sitting next to each other talking about random stuff. Levy then walks in and sits next to me in an open desk.
"Good morning class!" Alley says shutting everyone up. "Good morning Alley," everyone except for me says. "Today we will be discussing politics!" she says and everyone groans.
"Does anyone wanna make a comment?" Alley asks. Levy raises her hand and Alley points to her. "I would rather discuss pickles," Levy says earning a smile from me.
"That starts off our topic! We will have debate!" Alley says. "Everyone stand up and take a side. Pickles to the left and politics to the right."
I walk to the left while Glow walks to the right. Everyone has finally picked a side. "Ok ready let's begin. Pickles you go first," Alley says hitting her fist on her desk.
"Pickles, the worlds greatest food. Donald Trump isn't a pickle is he?" Levy says earning murmurs of how she's right. "Politics go ahead," Alley says pointing to Wade.
"Well not everyone likes pickles. I know Trump isn't a pickle but we have drama," Wade says the politics side nods there heads. "Back to pickles," Alley then says.
"We know not everyone likes pickles but each year American's as a whole eat more than 2.5 million pounds of pickles. They must be liked," Levy says. Everyone goes silent Alley points to Wade and he clears his throat.
"Politics are more than that. We need them. We need the government. We need a president. We could live without pickles," Wade says people nod and again. This goes on for a while until Alley comes up with a winner.
"Ok class I have picked the winner! It was a close call but pickles wins!" Alley says making the politics side groan and the pickles side cheer and high-five each other. "Good job babe," I say patting Levy on the back. "Thanks," she says hugging me.
(A/N) A nice little fluff chapter! If you think I was wrong with letting pickles win tell me! Well BYE for now!~ Author-Chan :3
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