The Bad Boys Batwomen

Apples and Bananas Don't Mix

Class was boring today all the teachers did was read they same rules we had since pre-K...It was really getting old so I was happy when the bell rang for lunch that I ran out of the classroom before I got my homework. I'm going to have to get that later.

I ran down the hallway looking for Sissy's locker. Once I saw a sticker covered locker I knew  it was hers. She has been covering her lockers with stickers since the 6th grade. I was too busy in my thoughts to notice Sissy was pulling me too the cafeteria of as I like to call it "The Zoo".

We sat at the same table as last year which is by the back entrance of the cafeteria. We don't like attention so tried to get as far way from the middle of the cafeteria as possible.

"What's up with you May- wait is it because made wear the shirt listen Macy-" Sissy said with sorrow in her eyes as she handed me my sub from subway.

"I promise it's not the shirt, it's starting to grow on me. I ran in Nickolas  and embarrassed myself and now the scène keeps replaying in my mind"

"Asher"

"No Nickolas"

"Here they come". I turn around to see what she is talking about and I see Nickolas, Asher, Brad and Brody all coming to our table. They must be going out the back doors.  I knew I was wrong when I heard a four bags slam down across form me and Sissy.

"Hello Bat Woman and quiet friend" Nickolas said with a smirk. I was about to reply when my phone vibrated which caused me to do a little yelp before retrieving it from my pocket. I could see Asher, Brody and Brad about to explode from trying to hold in their laugh, while Nickolas held that ever lasting smirk on his face.

I  typed in my password, a new message appeared on the screen from Sissy. It said

BAT WOMEN!!! A classic! ANYWHO why are they at our table it's not like them being just why?

I immediately looked at Sissy who had her head facing her lap but was watching Asher through her hair. I coolly message her

Not a classic... stop drooling over Asher the Crasher and eat!! Asher and Sissy sitting in the tree  K-I-S-S-I-N-G first come love then come marriage then comes the baby in the baby carriage. I will make sure to tell Asher you want a nickname.

I hit send and looked at Nickolas who was staring at me. " You guys are bananas and Sissy and I are apples. Apples sit with apples and bananas sit with bananas so you guys can't sit here." I'm try not to be rude because I don't want him to pay I hit man to end my life. Everyone at the table started exploding with laughter but me I just frowned, what's so funny?

It took 10 minutes before everyone calmed down. "Why can't apples and Bananas sit together" Asher ask me. His voice made Sissy take her phone back out. I was about to reply when I hear yell

" Macy"

"Yes sissy" I said as innocently as I could. I even through in a bright smile I could tell by her flushed face that she read the message.

"Bet" we both turned to our bags and pulled out 10 packs of skittles each and placed them on the table. The boys just looked in awe. " What are the skittles for?" asked Brad. I didn't feel the need to respond because he will see soon enough. 

" If you can do the last thing you texted me I will give you one bag on skittles but If don't complete the task you give me one pack of skittles"

" No make it 3 packs"

"It's not worth 3 packs its a small task"

" Its worth  more than one pack I have to socialize"

" Fine 3 packs"

I took 3 pack from Sissy and myself and put them into a plastic bag and gave the bag to Sissy.

" Don't worry Mommy will get you back soon" I can feel my eyes tearing up. What I love my skittles.

"Ar- Are you crying over skittles" asked Brad I can tell he is the sensitive twin.

" Maybe "

" The whole time the Skittle trade was going on I was thinking, WHY CAN'T APPLES AND BANANAS BE Friends" asked Brody. Like I said be for Brad is the sensitive twin.

"Apples and Bananas don't mix." Nickolas said with a foreign expression on his face.

The bell rang and I hightailed it out of there. I need to come up with a plan so I can win my skittles back.