First Class Lunch Brass

Our class (about 16 girls) has lunch at 12:10 p.m with the seventh grade (about 7 girls) in a lunch room with 10 tables for 10 minutes. That doesn't stop everyone from sitting at thier own table. That's why I made a chart! :)


First Brass; more popular girls; trouble makers: Table one

Us middle class; average students: table four

5th grade; trade table: table six

private table; secrecy tables: table eight

Kindergarden tables; messiest things on earth: table two

So that's about it. I sit at table four with the body of my class. The more popular girls; the trouble makers as some people view them; sit at table one near the microphone. We don't really know why they put that microphone there, but I can guess it's not for 6th graders to play around with. The trade table; or where ever the 5th grade sits; is something that may have bewildered some people. All like: "oh, how could those sweet little children possibly break the rules?!". Well we break them. Most of the time, the trade table is where you will find the beggars, or people who threw away their lunch because they didn't like what their mothers put in it, and go around pleading for scraps of other people's lunches. I, personally, think everyone should make their own lunch, but that's just me. I don't go there often because I'm scared of being mugged. That actually happened once.

I was coming back from the washing room back to table four to eat lunch with my friends. I had expected to trade some crackers for cookies, so I sat down and pulled them out. I saw my friend was near table six, so I went to go get her. It seems she was trading with one of the 5th graders and had just finished. I was almost there when a pint-sized kid snatched the bag of crackers right out of my hand. Then she ran off with them, laughing like a crazy lunitic. I just stood there and watched as she noisly devoured my snack, still shaking with laughter.

Something is wrong with these kids.


So I don't go down there anymore. I still hold a modest trade at table four, but if someone wants me, they'll have to come there. Sometimes we go to table one to trade with the popular kids, but they always have the same foods. The food I believe will one day be American currency: potato chips. If let's say you're playing elimination, and someone tells you to get them in and they'll give you some potato chips, the averege student will accept. I don't take bribes, but I usually don't play elimination either. Bribes can take you a LONG way in the lunchroom, and even give you a seat at table one, but I don't know why you'd want that. All those kids do is make fun of their relatives.


End of post.


It seemed like a fun idea as I typed it.