It's that time of school were you just can talk about teachers behind their backs without getting caught cause they're in their lounge probably doing the same thing.

It's Recess.

I went up to the canteen and line up like the rest of the students to pick up their tray just to serve terrible food. But hey, it's high school, we lived with this food for about 10 Years. So what's the point of complaining.

It's only a rare opportunity to have good food around here since you usually get dry chicken nuggets, an almost expired juice box, spaghetti and a bouncing meatball and finally of course dessert. FUCKING COLD OATMEAL! Who the hell serves oatmeal cold, that is entirely wrong and it's a sin. YOU HEAR ME, A SIN!!!

One of the problems because of it, is because there's not only 3, not 2, but 1 person looking out for the canteen. "Hey Martha" I said, "Hey Prince, how are you today". "I'm good, what's today's serving" "The usual" she served all the things I said on a tray.

"Thanks... it looks, delicious" I scratch the back of my head. "I know, and I'm lucky that I'm not eating that". "Ugh, Martha" I laid on the counter "Can you do something about the food, it looks horrible... and it doesn't even look like food". "I'm sorry Prince, but unless the school does anything about it. That's all you're gonna get" "Ugh fine" I walked and left the counter.

I walk to my main girl's table and sat. Sandra was there, with a bottle of whipped cream on her table "Don't eat to much whipped cream" I said "It'll get you fat fast. Evidence" I point my body. "That's because you have slow metabolism" she said while swallowing the whipped cream. "That's supposed to be for toppings, but you're making it into a-" "An actual meal, Yes". She swallowed more.

I rolled my eyes "Whatever, pass it to me" "Why?" "Cause I'm not gonna eat cold flavourless oatmeal". She passed it to me and I sprayed this oatmeal with some flavour. "Thank you" I passed it back to her.

"Can I try some to" Gigi asked "Sure, go crazy" Sandra passed the bottle. As Gigi was topping her oatmeal, someone "Hey, Gigi" she accidentally pressed to hard and spilled some over Sandra's shirt. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry" "It's okay, it's not like the first time this happened when he's around".

Gigi's crush, Carter Brown. One of the jocks at school. He's a disciple of Romeo, a math magician, and an actual magician. When he's not in the team, he would use his time to go clubs to practice his magic tricks. Just because he does this, doesn't mean he'll want to become a magician. He has a dream of being a civil engineer for the future to have a stable financial life.

Gigi has a crush with this guy, for over 7 Years now. After he transferred to school, Gigi’s eyes is always at him. There would be times she would forget that her friends are right in front of her. Like this once instance where we were talking and I was leaning on her locker. When Carter came, she slammed her locker door and my hands felt broken. Which luckily I didn’t.

“What do you want” Gigi asked Carter “I was wondering if you could help me play the guitar. My uncle gave me one and I’m interested at playing it” “Yeah sure, I’ll help you. Let’s meet at Friday” “Cool” he said and left. “My god that was embarrassing” “Name one time where it wasn’t” Sandra pointed out.