My Teacher

The trip to nurse's office

*THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN RE-DONE WITH A NEW PLOT*

Before you start reading - I am re-writing the book and all of the re-written chapters will have this announcement on top. If there is none on the next chapter, please do not read it, since the plot will be off. :)

Lunch is both my favorite and most hated moment of the day. I love the food they make us here, but the lines and amount of small children is almost unbearable. Usually the high school kids get only 3 medium sized tables, but the small children are expanded through all of the cafeteria. They talk in full volume, break dishes and then applaud about it, run into high scholars, who are carrying their trays and find numerous ways to annoy everyone with their attitude.

The lunch queue is never short, since the food here is pretty good, but at least while you get to the actual food, the small children have already eaten and leave, so there are free spaces where to sit and the high scholars don't have to sit in each other's laps.

After ten minutes of standing in the queue, I finally get to the kind lunch lady, who always wants to put extra food for us, kids. "I'll take the lunch offer, please." Everyday they whip up something and sell the set for 1,50$. If you don't like at least one of the things there, you can take everything separately, but that costs, like, two times more. That's the only thing we all dislike about this lunch. 

"Which salad?" The nice lunch lady asks. Since it's still quite loud and a lot of the small children haven't left yet, I don't hear her and just stare at her in confusion. Her brown eyes stare back at me expectantly and I finally realize, that she is asking about the salad.

"Oh, um, the beet ones, please." I feel embarrassment crawling up to my cheeks and coloring them a bit pinkish. She puts a huge pile of salad on the dish and the cashier lady scolds her, "Ana, don't put so much on. It's twice the size it should be."

With a guilty look, Ana quickly takes off half of the pile and hands it to me, to which I respond with a sympathetic smile. Her boss never seems to be enjoying herself here, she always has to look over everything and make sure the kids don't break the dishes too much, so she seems like a pain in the ass. Not that I don't understand what she has to go through, but I've never even seen her smile, which makes me feel kinda weird, since I'm a person, who smiles almost constantly - either I bump into someone or the situation is getting awkward, I will always have my smile out, ready to comfort the person on make the situation feel less weird.

"Thank you." I mouth her and move on to the cashier, who already has a sulky facial expression on. Sasha, Danielle and I pay, and move towards the table that has recently cleared after the third-graders left. The chairs are covered with rice and sauce from today's lunch offer, and I, grossed out, take a napkin from my tray and try to clean up after them.

"Dirty little pigs." I hear Sasha growl and it makes me laugh. "I love children, but when they are such monsters like in our school, I just want to strangle them, honestly." Danielle agrees, when we sit down on the small chairs, made more for the children, not us.

"Yeah, same." I say. "Hey, do you see Marzia anywhere?" I look around the packed cafeteria, but it seems like Marzia isn't here. Not in the queue, not sitting with her eye-candy Leo, nowhere.

"She was acting kinda weird. I don't understand why she's stressing so much about Mr.Bogdanovych. I mean, yeah, he's hot, but totally not my type. Definitely not something to lose your head over." Danielle shakes her head and puts a spoonful of rice into her mouth. 

"I know, right?" I murmur, feeling slightly ashamed that I was, in fact, loosing my head over him. What is more embarrassing - it was only after seeing him for 40 minutes.