~~Gilbert POV~~
Ugggg, this is so boring!! Talking and talking and just more talking! My head sinks further into my crossed arms.
'Time to take matters into my own hands.'
I start to dig around into my pocket, I have to have something in here. To my surprise my hand retrieves an old straw and its paper cover.
'Score!'
Unsheathing the straw and ripping the paper, I start the plan for a spitball war. I start Scoping for the perfect target, like a game of cat and mouse, but the cats a panther and the mouse is dead.... That's an expression, right??
Suddenly the perfect target comes into range, Alfred. Stuffing his face with a burger and turning his head to do that weird laugh, his ears and mouth are begging to be filled with spit, and if I get captured I can call it an 'early birthday gift,' A smirk crosses my face at this thought.
Closing one eye, I take aim. One deep breath then........
Fire.
~~Mattie's POV~~
Wetness.
That was all I could feel. Like a small dog had just licked my face after getting multiple teeth pulled. My face wrinkles up in disgust as I lift my hand up to my face removing the wet object from my cheek. I flick away what I now identify as a spitball onto the floor.
I look up, the only thought in my mind was, (pardon my French) 'who the merde did this!!'
Suddenly all eyes are me, starring at me. I start to feel my self-confidence draining down to my feet making them heavy and my head spin. My eyes quickly dart around the room, not wanting to be there any longer. All I want to do is find this guy and give him a piece of my mind.
Then I spot,
Him.
The albino holding a straw. The same albino that has made this day one of the strangest, and somehow the most inspiring. Thinking about it, he's the one that made me have confidence to start this adventure down the hallways. But I am still naturally pissed off, that confidence he gave me is what made this next action so much more enjoyable. I forced my led filled legs to work and walked straight up to him, raised an arm, then....
SMACK.
[holy shiza I can't keep a schedule at all. Yes yell at me to KEEP WRITING!!! I suck.... oh well next chapter awaits!]
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