I watched the clock above Mr.Hather, the 10th grade History teacher, tick down to 12:45. Lunch!

The lesson Mr.Hather was teaching was something about Australia or Asia or someplace with "A stable market economy, trying to add a healthy mix of a communist, command, and capitalism" or something like that. I wasn't paying attention.

Finally, the bell left a loud ring in my ear for 3 minutes, even though I knew it was coming and tried to prepare for it. I got up and left the room in a total 7 seconds. I sped down the hall and got detention for running down the hall. But I didn't care. It was lunch time!

Now, everyone watches TV or reads books and knows the classic cliche that the cafeteria food is terrible and you'll get food poisoning or whatever, right? Not true. In my state, it's illegal to serve food that would make people sick in any way. And that day was no exception. Fresh pepperoni pizza topped with the finest slices of pepperoni in this county, gooey mozzarella cheese, and the best part of all was always the stuffed crust! I grabbed my pizza, some crinkled-cut fries, mandarin oranges, and two chocolate milks. I payed and rushed to sit down with my friends Rose and Sheldon.

Before I forget, let me tell you about Sheldon. He's a little...different. He loves superheroes, and stays up every night until about 11 pm reading all his favourite comic books (He has about 850). He is a lot shorter than Rose, but still a couple of inches taller than me. His short auburn looks something like Matt Smith's hair style as the 11th Doctor, but not exactly the same. He's smart, but completely clueless and clumsy, like a 5 year old 10th grader. That day he brought his own lunch from home as usual, and was making a dragon with the tin foil than his mom always wrapped his sandwich in. The day before that he entertained himself by creating a tin foil tiara. He claimed it was for his sister, but I saw him wearing in his backyard when he thought no one could see.

Rose looked up from her copy of The Deathly Hallows and nodded in recognition for about 2 seconds and quickly returned to Harry Potter. I could tell she was at the part where Fred Weasley died because she had a single tear streaming down her cheek. Oops. Sorry about that, I forgot to say Spoiler Alert. Sorry Fred Fans.

"Fred die again?"I asked her."Why do you keep reading that chapter?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" she wailed, completely losing it. She slammed her book down and put her head down on the table bawling her eyes out. It was even worse when Dumbledore (SPOILER ALERT) died.

"Stop it," I told her calmly, "people are looking." This incident would make us even less popular than we already were. I was really tired of sitting in the corner next to the trash cans.

"I DON'T CARE!!" Rose yelled, still crying. I almost felt bad for her, except for the fact that this happened once every couple of days. Last time it was Gandalf.

I ignored her, focusing on my pizza. I had already lost 9 minutes of lunch. 26 short minutes later, the bell rang signaling 2 more hours till detention.

Yay.