Piss

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Ragina' POV

"This is awful."
I flick my lunch across the table in disgust. It tasted gross.
Our school's canteen worker Matty was a bit feral, he would never wear his hairnet properly, and often got distracted and burnt our food. This behaviour earned him the nickname 'ratty matty'.

"I don't know what you're talking about." My best friend juicika shakes her head. "Matty puts his heart and soul into this food." She continues adoringly.

"His heart and soul tastes like piss." I reply.

She was about to tell me off for dissing her beloved lunch lady when she was interrupted by Sedona, my arch nemesis.
"Ragina Vagina." She says slyly, her favourite rhyme.
I roll my eyes and juicika lets out a laugh. No matter how many times it was said, it always made her laugh.

Without thinking, I reach into sedona's jacket pocket and snatch her slice of cake. I throw it onto the table and poke it, squishing it slightly. I make sure to maintain eye contact while I do it. It wasn't much, but I knew it would get on her nerves. Juicika pokes her finger into it too, and Sedona snaps.
"Are you squishing my strawberry cream cake?!"

"Mhm. I suppose we are." I say while throwing it back to her.

"We should get to history now." Juicika states before standing up and flinging her bag onto her back.

"Maybe I should tell Mr. MacDonald about what you've done?" Sedona raises her eyebrows menacingly.

Mr. MacDonald, our history teacher. I've been trying to get in his good books for months now. I'm not very good at history but he's really hot. He's absolutely gorgeous.
Sedona is his favourite student because she's smart or some shit. She's a straight A history student and she always does her homework.

"You wouldn't dare tell him!" I narrow my eyes and point a finger toward her. Without moving my eyes, I slowly walk backwards with Juicika to history.

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