Sophie poked at the piece of dried pasta in the school lunch.
"Oh my gosh that looks so dry and disgusting." she said, squinting her eyes so they were slits.
"Just like your mum," Emily retorted, clearly roasting and sizzling Sophie.
Sophie stamped her short little stubby leg.
"Hey, my mum is a great person. Don't talk about her like that," she whinged, stamping her little stub on the ground again to make her point.
"Well at least she's not old like you, fossil fuel," Lauren said, stir-frying Emily good.
Jessie suddenly appeared from behind her Gods of Olympus battle and said "My mum's a great person, don't talk to my my mum like that."
Everyone was very shook silent.
"Huh?"
Jessie picked off a bit of cat fur from her brown sack and continued to battle on GOO."I'm going to assist you," said Lauren, grabbing her phone and opening GOO.
"Me too." said Emily, opening the game."I need a hotspot!" Vivi and Stephanie said in synchronisation.
When Emily turned on her hotspot for the two dependant GOOers, the five started to become best of friends as they battled together.
"Get rid of that Aphrodite tower!" said Lauren.
"I'll get the Hera temple," said Stephanie.
"Lol, I'll use zap," said Emily.
Vivi laughed (the kind of laugh that she is like, breathing in but her tongue kind of covers her airway so she sounds like she's gasping for air) and sat in the corner, just tapping away.
As the five hard core gamers gamed away, Wendy, Sophie and Selena sat there in silence, shaking their heads.
"You should get the game," said Jessie, looking up.
"No," the three said, but watched quietly.
"Noooooo! That was so close!" wailed Jessie.
"Well you might have won if you didn't turn your Aphrodite into a stupid succubus and not levelled her up!" replied Emily.
"Nah, it was worth it," said Jessie. "Let's battle again."
There was only the sound of nails clicking against phone screens...
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The Eight Idiots
HumorDo you think you are crazy? You can never beat this book. And who said being crazy is bad? It is proven to make you think creatively and imaginatively. So whether you like stupid jokes, being a smurf or the smell of the underground train station, t...