What I wrote in the last chapter didn't really happen to me but what happened in this chapter actually did.
OK so it was the day of the Algebra common core regents, and the thing is that after the test I thought we would just get to leave because no one said otherwise. Well boy was I wrong!! Those jerks wanted us to stay for the whole day and the thing is that I didn't even bring lunch from home because I refuse to let this glorious tongue be touched by that food.
But anyway after the test, lunch time rolls around, and since I don't have any lunch, and I refuse to starve until dinner time, I say oh who cares let me see what they have. So I get in the line, and I see that they have what appears to be a chicken sandwich. So I take the sandwhich, and I take a bite out of it.
But I suddenly realize it's not chicken, and I turn to my clasmates, and say, "Guys this doesn't taste like chicken." And my best friend friend was like yeah its fish. And I'm here like :( what is life?
Yeah so I was disappointed that it wasn't chicken, and it didn't even tasted like fish, so I mostly ate the fries. Yeah, not my favorite experience.
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