Is It Meant To Be (Under major editing again)

Chapter 5 (Edited)

It was cooking class, so I felt like starting a food fight since it was so boring. I nudged, my desk partner, Janette's arm while waving my plain cupcake in the air indicating I wanted to throw it. She gave me an evil smirk, carefully taking the cupcake from my hand to avoid it falling apart, and threw it at Joseph Blanks who didn't make a peek when it hit him in the back of the head. Joseph is the class clown and party animal, so he has experienced more parties than anyone else in the school. Well, William and him are head to head, but he has been to more parties than Christopher. The teacher was facing the board trying to explain about the ethics of a whisk for some boring reason, so she didn't see the cupcake hit him.

He turned around, gave Janette a more eviler smirk and one of his mini muffins (that he didn't even finish baking, so it was falling apart) at her hair, which made her scream. That messy substance messed up her beautiful silky hair, I felt bad, but also felt happy in an evil way. She slammed her desk and shot out of her seat, making some noisy boy scream, "Food Fight!!!" Ms. Lauràne turned around quicker than you can say anything.

I immediately hid under my desk when the cakes, muffins, and other food substances were flying though the sky. I giggled when I heard someone scream, "Protect the pie! I need this A+!" Then I broke into laughter when I heard, "Protect the hair!"

Next thing I knew I was dragged out of under the desk to see Tom Evans, but he connected a piece of pie with my face. I took my frosting squeezer and squeezed it on his face, laughing and smudging it all over his face, with my hands, to make a bigger mess. I looked over at the cooking teacher who was sitting at her desk staring at me, like a death stare, while some of the students were throwing things at her. I wonder why they are throwing things at her of all people, either was if stares could kill you, I'd be history.

I heard ding and so did everyone else. Next thing I knew almost all the students ran to Ms. Lauràne's oven and tried to get the Big Cake. I got it first, smiling at my sucess, and trying to hold it high above my head for it to be hard to reach for others, but I was a bit too short and it was a bit too late, Jarob got it from me. Jarob is our MVP on the boys basketball team.

He tried to hold it high up while passing by the students, but he tripped and the whole big cake went splat on Ms. Lauràne's face. Everybody gasped, some staring at Jarob and others staring at Ms. Lauràne.

I hid under my desk again, but this time, it was from fear of getting into big trouble. Luckily we heard the bell go and everyone walked to exit mumbling, but I tried to leave quickly before Ms. Lauràne found me. When I got out I saw everyone that was in cooking class laughing and telling the people who were in History, now transitioning to cooking, about all the fun we had. They all covered their mouths in shock because cooking class is never fun and we were covered in so much tasty desserts. We, my friends, made history!

Once I saw William I gave him a big hug still covered with the desserts. "What the hell, Chelsey!" He whined while getting me off of him by pushing me away. ''What are you covered in, you look like someone threw up on you! Lots of times!'' He admitted looking at me up and down.

''My eyes are up here, perv.'' I said rolling my eyes.

I saw Christopher come to me in a hurry, quickly informing me, ''You better hide because Ms. Lauràne is blaming you for the whole mess!'' How could she blame me, Janette's the one who threw the cupcake. I sighed replying, ''Okay, but let me change into my gym clothes, I feel messy.'' William then had the guts to add, ''And look messy too.'' I shot him a death glare, then went into the girl's bathroom with my gym bag.

I changed into my gym clothes because that's all I've got, but I was so relieved because I wasn't messy anymore, so there's no proof for the disaster I caused, well, Janette has caused. My gym clothes was as simple as a training bra and shorts. Why the fuck do I have this as gym clothes, you ask. Well, the girl's and boy's are split for gym class so I feel more comfortable wearing something as comfortable and trainable as a training bra and sweatshorts near girls, especially since we have the same body...parts. I sure can't wear that around, but I got nothing else to wear besides these...clothes and the evidence I was wearing earlier.