Post by MIKAYLA ANDERSON on Apr 30, 2011 11:08:22 GMT -6
MIKI ANDERSON. AGE 15. NORTH HUGH HIGH STUDENT.
Mikayla's light, blue eyes stared down at the food in front of her. It looked alright, not poisoned, like her last school. Her aunt and her had moved to Vipercork only yesterday, and they weren't even finished packing. If only somebody would volunteer to help them. It was a Sunday morning, and a very tiring one. Mikayla had been unpacking, moving furniture, and hanging up frames the whole day. By night, she fell asleep in a wink. Miki sighed deeply, and took the tray to an empty table. She noticed that she was now sitting at the only empty table, and nobody else surrounded her. She felt a little lonely, but it didn't really matter, she wasn't looking for conversation, anyways. Mikayla flipped back her long, blonde hair, and picked up her sandwich. She took a small bite out of it, and realized--it wasn't that bad.
Smiling, Mikayla took another bite and a sip of her Pepsi. Maybe this school wasn't that bad, anyways. "North Hugh High," Mikayla mumbled to herself. "You're way better at cooking than my old school!" her old school had served muck and cheese, or whatever it was. Nobody really could tell what the reddish-brown meat on their trays where. And what they served for drinks...it tasted like dish water.
Totally gross, of course. "No more muck and cheese for me." she mumbled to herself, grinning.
