It's lunch right now and I'm sitting with all my girl friends in a booth. It might be a little too crowded. Now you're wondering what I'm doing here now, right? No. Oh, then it's just me.

Liv has gotten this booth. One minute she is in Spanish, then I blink, and then the next, she's gone. It is unbelievable but then Nikita was right. Liv does have powers.

Almost all the girls were sitting with me. The booth is supposed to carry 5 people. Who cares? At least it's legal. I know what you must be thinking. How does 10 girls fit in one booth, Alex? For some reason, Liv always gets this booth.

She said "this booth brings me back old memories. They're from when we first came in 6th grade."

I remember 6th grade like it was yesterday, especially the day I met Nikita and Liv. Apparently, Liv didn't know who I was and called me a different name until she realized who I was. The most fabulous Alex. That was when the three musketeers still existed. You know, Britteny, Nikita, and Liv. Sixth grade went a little too cliché though.

Liv always holds onto her memories. There is not one day in which she does not talk about the past. One day!

Nikita, on the other hand, is the girl who keeps quiet about everything. You know, that one girl in every cliché story who sits in the back corner of the room and never talks. She's like that but way cooler. You have to be in her league to be her friend. I am a little off that but that doesn't matter. As long as were friends, nothing matters.

The formation of the booth was like

Jane

Random Nikita Jessie Random slutty high schoolers

Douchebags Me Dylan

Liv Christine

A god damn window that would never give space for Liv's 20 pound book bag

So, that was about it. Random boys in one booth and disgusting high schoolers in another. In the middle is us. The most awesome girls in the whole cafeteria.

The three of us were very squished. Meaning me, Liv and Nikita. It can get so uncomfortable here at times. Especially when everyone is trying to squish Christine into the wall and she is moaning. Yes moaning. How does she find that pleasurable? Think of it, you're in a booth with a damn hoe-like girl in the end by the wall, then comes some boys from Sky's squad leaving one of their creations from today's lunch. Ew just ew.

Most of their creations contains chocolate milk and sometime spinach and left overs. The thought of I makes me gag. I can resist throwing up though unlike some people. I look at Liv.

I can resist everything except Sky. I can resist taking notes and now I am resisting showing any attitude now matter I how much I want to sass.

So I'm on Liv's phone. I'm currently listening to "Scars To Your Beautiful." Yes, I have to listen to music and so does Liv. One time, I remember her annoying me so bad just because the music on her phone stopped. That girl needs to get data. How does she enjoy listening to the same song over and over again? It's ridiculous.

"So she tries to cover up her pain, and cut her woes away, 'cause covergirls don't cry after their face is made, but the-." I was singing .

"Stop singing to yourself. It's annoying," butted in Nikita.

"One good think about singing to yourself is that you know at least somebody's listening," I claimed. She has no right to crtisize on my artisitic abilities to sing. I am fabulous.

"Get out," ordered Liv. No girl ain't ordering me. She was holding her lunch and stood there with an annoyed look on her face. She looks hilarious with that face of hers. She looks like the straight face emoji.

I mean it! It looks exaclty like her. Where was I at again? Oh yah!

"Nuh uh, you ain't sitting her with that," I said pointing at the horendous sight of the lunch tray. Now I feel like I am critisizing the lunch tray.

"It's nothing. Just some fries, nuggets, and kale with grapes," she muttered. My ears perked up at the word nuggets and fries. Are my ears correcting me?

"She just said fries and nuggets?" right I asked quietly to Nikita.

"Yup," she said without checking.

I hopped off the booth. No I am not a bunny. Why am I talking to myself again? No reason. OH by the way, I pushed NIkita off the booth. I need to get the damn fires. They are mine! No one else's!

I quickly stole a fry after I whipered "sorry Mr. Lunch Tray That Will End Up In The Garbage." I then happily munched on the fries. Suddenly different color hands reached for the lunch tray and stole a fry.

"Are you kidding me?" she muttered. "THIS IS MY LUNCH! No one should take it. Including you Alex. Not even you." Liv just gave me a death glare. She just gave me a death glare! THis is so hilarious. I triedd not to laugh but instead it turned into a scowl.

"You don't have to be rude. They're just some fries," I claimed as she sat in the booth.

"And my lunch," she continued as she started toeat. The nuggets are mad small though. It's less than an inch. She then reached for an ear plug. I started toscroll through her phone and noticed the sequel to the story I thought that ended.

"OMG. You still haven't written a sequel. It has been threee months and you promised to publish it on Quotev and Wattpad, " I said. This is amazing! I have something to ctrisize now.

"So what, I din't have that much time," she said a while later once she finished chewing the food in her mouth unlike some people *cough cough* Christine *cough cough* but she has decent manners.

Oh mi gosh, there is so many grammar mistakes and this is all so cringy.

"Guys, you have to help me!" pleaded Kyle. Not really pleaded. Though. He then took Jessie's water bottle and flipped it and it landed 15 times. His highest record it 20.

"Why?" asked Jane.

"McKenzie wants to kill me, now. Apparently I said something that was offensive," he claimed. Little Kyle doesn't know when to shut up does he.

I watched as McKenzie rushed over to Kyle and glared at us, along with her BFFFN (best friends forever for now) Kayla. These two together makes McKenzie into a queen. It is so annoying.

"Why are you with them. They're not allowed to help you. You can't deny what you said. I have two witnesses," said McKenzie. What did Kyle say?

"Kyle what did you say?" asked Liv as if she was his mother.

"You wanna know what he said? He said that I can flip a bottle up my pussy and I should just suck Carmelo's dick," she stated.

"Wow. How am I not amused, I wonder," I said.

"It's just Kyle. He would say anything. He has no control over his cute wittle and unholy mouth," stated Liv. She sneered at Kyle.

"Where is the proof that he said that?" I asked.

"Oreo and Ron was there when it happened," she calmly stated. How can I be so stupid? Oreo hates Kyle ever since he was born. Something about Kyle easily able to get more girls than him.
Doesn't matter anyways.

"Oreo doesn't really count though. He hates Kyle," stated Nikita. That is true. There was not one day in which he tried to prove he was better.

"Yes he does. It doesn't matter WHO listened, as long as someone was there!" she stated. With that she flipped her hair and was about to walk away.

"Kyle, swear to god that you're not lying," demanded Nikita. Seriously. He will lie to that.

"I swear I'm not lying," he stated with a straight face.

"So who cares. He's swearing to your god not ours!" yelled Kayla. Shit just got real now.

"Well who says he was swearing to our god. It doesn't matter. As long it is a god," I argued.

"Says the girl who drools over Sky. She has this big of an attitude that she can't confess to him. He doesn't need her. Now look at her, trying to stick up for wittle Kyle," taunted McKenzie.

That's it. My hands slammed the lunch table. No girl ain't talking me that way. Not even McKenzie

"What do you mean? How does me liking Sky matter. You're the one who asked him out and then dumped him. You can't possibly want him back!" I yelled.

"So what. I can get whatever I want. Whenever I want. And if I want to, I'll even get back Sky," she stated standing proudly.

"No you can't. Not with me in the way," I claimed. She will die if I want to. She has no right to say this to me. This girl is trying her best to get me to fully rage and give an attitude. She ain't getting it today.

"Wow, you think you're so cool but I cab squash you like a bug. Don't think you're so cool. You should put that big mouth of yours to good use by keeping it shut," she said.

"Shut up! All you do if want to get a boy in bed with you so, I wouldn't be talking," I fought back. She acts like a total slut that its amazing how she could keep it up.

The bell than rang.

"Saved by the bell," muttered Kyle as he tried walking away without us noticing. Which obviously failed.

"I don't think so," said Liv holding Kyle by the collar.

I gathered my stuff and went to leave the cafeteria. This conversation is not over. It will continue to math class.

"This is not over!" yelled McKenzie. She then strutted away. She then brushed against every hot boy she can find right now.

"You almost showed attitude, Alex. Be careful next time. You know how much I don't want you to be His."