During dinner, Trip and I started a food fight and we all were covered in spaghetti, tomato sauce and soda.
“I can’t believe you guys,” Markus said, shaking his head as he wiped tomato sauce off his face. “You can’t even make it through dinner without making a mess.”
We all looked around at each other and laughed at how ridiculous we all looked, “Sorry,” we all said.
“Uh-huh,” Markus hummed as he pulled a piece of spaghetti out of my hair and a straw off of Seth’s shoulder. “You guys are going to have to clean this up,” he said.
“We figured,” Kelsey said as she brushed tomato off of her shoulder.
“I’ll get the mops,” Seth said, walking out of the kitchen.
“I’ll help him,” Kelsey said before following him out. “We’re going to need a lot of bleach…”
Markus grinned at me, “You have orange soda dripping down your face,” he said.
I stuck my tongue out, “You have pasta and tomato hanging off your glasses.”
“Yeah, yeah, we all look ridiculous” Trip said with a grin.
“You always look ridiculous, now you look especially ridiculous,” I said as I brushed an ice cube off his head.
“Got the mops,” Seth said, pushing the doors open and walking through with Kelsey, who held three buckets.
Trip rolled his eyes and the two of us made faces at each other, “Awesome,” we both said, making Markus chuckle and Seth stick his tongue out at us.
Kelsey filled a bucket up with water as she shook her head at us, “Grab a mop,” she said to us.
“Yes, mother,” I said before pushing Trip and grabbing a mop from Seth, who grinned at me.
“Don’t be so abusive, Ashland,” Seth said.
“I’m not,” I said, giving Seth my best innocent look as Trip pushed me away from him.
“Yes you are,” Trip said as he sighed and tugged his shirt away from his back before Seth handed him a mop and tugged at his pants.
I hip checked Trip, “I am not.”
Trip stuck his tongue out “Are too.”
“Not.”
“Are.”
“Not.”
“Are.”
“Not.”
“Are.”
“Are.”
“Not,” Trip paused, “Damn it,” he said.
I grinned, “Ha.”
“Meany,” Trip mumbled.
Kelsey and I laughed and Seth tugged at his pants again, “Ash,” he said after a moment. “Did you put pasta down my pants?”
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The Academy: Ashland
Bilim KurguMeet Ashland. She's sixteen and has been living in the Divine Lorraine, since she was eleven with five other kids. She knows how to fight, steal and shoot. Life wasn't good for Ash and her friends, but it wasn't terrible. They did odd jobs and helpe...
