2T4U/Lunch
Opening the doors to the cafeteria, you're hit by a wave of laughter, shouts and general noise. Children crowd the queues to the food stands, lunch ladies yell at eachother in the steamy kitchen and over by the windows, a food fight has begun to take place. Filling your tray up with lunch, you manage to find an empy seat over at your friends table. Some of them ask why it took you so long to get there; but you make up some excuse. There wasn't any need for them to know about your wiener-issues.
Time passes, and some of your friends suggest that you should go out to the playground during the one hour break before next class starts. The weather outside is warm and bright, so the idea sounds very alluring. But looking at the cafeteria's entrance, you can't help but notice that the school janitor seems to be beckoning you over, as if wanting to talk.
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