Locker 2812 (Danny Edge Fanfiction)

8. Lunch

Me and Lucy walked into the canteen and got our food, found a table and sat down. I had fries. I wasn't really hungry so that's all I had. It was just me and Lucy at first.

"So, Martha. Would you go out with Danny if he asked you?" She asked.

"Of course I would. I mean, he seems nice enough, and I like him so why not?" I replied back, being careful of what I said.

"Mm, ok. What would you do if he knew you liked him?" She asked a second time.

"I'd probably cry and break down, why?" I added.

"No reason." She said, looking down into her sandwich.

After she said that, Paul and Danny walked into the canteen. Laughing and joking and hitting each other round the head. They pretended that they didn't see us so they walked straight past us with smirks on their faces. So we gave them 'annoyed' looks, and pretended to get up and walk out in a mood. At that point they both panicked and came running back to us; Paul grabbing Lucy by the waist, and Danny grabbing my hand. We both laughed and shouted at them, "We're joking ok! Keep your tampons in!" They gave us an evil look and we sat down. Paul, next to Lucy. Danny, next to me. Me and Lucy were sat eating our food, whilst Danny and Paul sat eating nothing.

"Why aren't you getting food?" I asked, concerned.

Danny and Paul looked at each other with guilt, and Lucy knew what they'd been doing with they're money.

"Did you spend all your lunch money on Nutella?!" Lucy screeched. The boys laughed at each other. "How many times have I got to tell you not to keep spending your money on crap food!" She screeched on.

Danny responded with, "we're really really sorry! Its just so irresistible!" While he started eating my fries. I let him.

I was eating my fries, and then I spotted the most disgusting thing beyond mankind. It was unbearable to look at. I was gagging whilst watching it. There was a couple, in the middle of the canteen, playing tonsil tennis. But as if the DPA was enough, they had food in their mouth while they we're doing it. I started gagging and I knew I was going to throw up, so I got up out of my seat and ran to the nearest bathroom. I was nealt over the toilet, throwing up when I heard a voice say:

"Martha?"

It was Lucy, and she came to see if I was ok. She continued talking and said:

"Danny's outside, he really worried about you, he asked if he could come in and see if you are ok."

"Yeah sure." I said, wiping my mouth.

She walked out, and I waited for Danny to come in. I heard the door swing open, and I heard the sound of large footprints travel along the floor; coming closer and closer to my cubicle. Then I saw his converse from underneath the walls separating the cubicles. I opened the door and saw Danny standing there, tears streaming down his face.

"Oh my god Martha! Are you ok?! What happened? Was it me? I'm so sorry!" He said, crying even more.

I looked up to him and said, " No Danny, it wasn't you. I saw some people eating each others tonsils with food in their mouth and it made my stomach turn." I said, throwing up a second time. Danny started rubbing my back. "Now you know how much DPA affects me; serious DPA anyway."

"I can see." He said understandingly. I stood up and he turned me around me gave me a really long and tight hug.

"You need a mint." Danny said, covering up his nose with his hand, laughing as usual.

"Thanks." I said back in a humorous sarcastic voice. There was a long silence, and he started playing with my fingers, twiddling them round and round.

He smiled at me and we walked out and back into the canteen.

"Hey Martha, are you ok?" Said Paul, sounding concerned.

"Yeah I'm fine thankyou Paul." I answered.