Lunch

I walk past the bathroom and hear the girls giggling, this means that I will have to fake fixing my hair until they all leave. Don’t feel like doing that today so I wonder some more and come back about five minutes later. Walk in and there are two stalls, two sinks, and one small mirror. I lock the door behind me and set my lunch sack down on top of the big heater box thing. I quick take a piss and then wash my hands. The first thing I eat in my lunch is my sandwich. Always ham and cheese-unless its Friday- then its PB&J. I then walk three steps to the mirror to clean the bread out of my braces with my tongue (I've become a professional that this). Seeing as though the rest of my lunch usually contains grapes and some sort of chips, I normally go for the chips next. With my iPod in one hand and the chips in the other, I play the music to my dance routines and normally go over them as I eat the chips. Of I will use the sink as a ballet bar and practice my moves. Lastly I finish my grapes with about 15 minutes to spear. So I throw the bag away and walk to the bubbler, located about 20 feet to the right of the outside of the bathroom. To the right of the bathroom is the nurses office and then a classroom that my crush has a class on during this time. So I walk by acting extra cute just cause I know hell look over to the door when someone walks by. I then take a trip to my locker located around two corners and sort of a long way away form the bathroom. 5-31-11 is my combination but ill have to do it twice because it never works the first time. Once its open I grab my hair brush from the top shelf and brush my hair while looking at myself through my 4"X8" mirror that has been in my locker since fourth grade. Then once I put the brush back I organize my locker a little, arrange the magnets on the door into little pictures and collect all my garbage. With the garbage in one hand, I use the other hand to take and aspirin from the tops shelf where I basically keep everything you would ever need at school. Then I close the door gently being careful of the mirror that will fall if you close the door too hard. About 30 feet from my locker is a garbage so I throw my trash away and walk another 30 feet to the bubbler for some water to take my aspirin with. Next I walk back around two corners to enter the middle school. I wander around in there for a while, normally walking past old classrooms saying "hello" to old teachers and then finding my sister (she's easy to find because she doesn’t wander as much as I do). Then my thoughts get to me and I go back to the High school thinking that I will get in trouble for being there (which is very impossible). I now normally have about 8 minutes left so I wander some more. I stop into a different bathroom to fix my hair and then I leave. With about 5 minutes left, I walk around in a circle to pass my crushes class one more time and keep going around two corners to get to my locker once more. I then open my locker, entering my combination twice. Once its open, I put my phone and IPod into the front pocket of my black laptop case. Then I throw it into my right arm like a baby. Putting my black folder behind it, and my pencil pouch to the right of it. I then walk around for about two more minutes. At this time the bell to excuse lunch will ring and the hall will flood with stupid, hyper, loud, rude high scholar's. So I walk back to my locker and put in my combination twice. With five minutes to be to my class, I have to pretend to grab my books like the rest of the kids. So I but everything back in my locker. Check my phone and then pick everything back up again. Now I walk to my next class, open the door, take my seat, and get to work like nothing ever happened.