Post by Lori on Feb 17, 2016 12:17:11 GMT -5
Shirt & tied
"Lunch time, lunch time," Arielle sang making her way through the food court. Ok, so it was almost 2:30 in the afternoon. It was a late lunch. Though in Arielle's defense, she had a long day. After hearing her alarm go off - dingdingdingdingdingding she could never seem to get out of her head that first hour - she had to hop on her bike to get to her internship at the middle school bright and early. Fortunately for her the middle school wasn't too terribly far away and the slightly breezy weather permitted her to take her bike over the bus. She helped cover two classes and did a little extra work in the attendance office for one reason or another - why did she even agree to do that again? Oh well. Then she had to get back in time for her 1:00 class. Fortunately that was her only class of the day and it was just an hour and fifteen minutes. It was weird to have her 'easy day' in the middle of the week but somehow that was how her schedule worked out.
For her internship that morning she had originally worn a striped shirt - ok it was a men's shirt but it was comfy! - which had covered her t-shirt - again, comfy men's shirt! - and a nice pair of khaki's. Her striped shirt was now tied around her waist as though it were a sweat jacket instead. After Arielle had gotten to her class she got her hair out of that annoying ponytail it was in and let it down. She still had to keep a record of what she did at her internship on top of covering the basic homework. She had a history test in two days and had a writing assignment to complete for her class tomorrow night, but for now those were the last things on Arielle's mind. She just wanted to get some hands on food! How she made it through the day so far off of two pop tarts, a bagel and a Mr. Goodbar were questionable. Now what was she going to eat for lunch...?
Arielle wandered across the food court, attempting to figure out the best course of action. Pizza, Mexican, Sandwich, burger, chicken, soup...nah, soup wouldn't be nearly enough! She could just get a slice of pizza but she needed more than that! Somehow Arielle wound up heading to the dessert section of the food court instead. Hey, she had a long and tiring day! Plus the teacher she was observing first period lost her voice so of course Arielle had to step in a little more than usual. So Arielle deserved a little extra sweetage! Licking her lips at the various desserts around, her eyes eventually fell to a small container labeled 'dessert pizza'. It looked like a brownie cut in the shape of a pizza slice topped with some chocolate sauce, a little bit of whipped cream and sprinkled with some sprinkles and m&ms minis. YES! That so beat regular pizza! She'd have to remember to text her brother a picture of that later. Smiling widely, Arielle quickly grabbed one of the desert pizzas and then ended up grabbing a pack of Reeses Pieces nearby. Hmmm no that wasn't enough. Better make it two packs. Arielle was about to grab a drink for herself and then prepare to pay when she realized something. She would have to get the money on her student card refilled soon so she wouldn't have to pay actual money to eat. And if her mom found out Arielle had been eating more junk than 'healthy' food.... Arielle almost shuddered. She couldn't let that happen. Deciding to be on the safe side, she went to the sandwich line and waited to place her order. At least if she didn't finish her sandwich she could put it in the fridge and save it for dinner. Or tomorrow. When it was Arielle's turn she stepped to the counter and placed her order. She decided to keep it simple; just get a regular roll with some turkey, lettuce, onions, shredded cheese and a little bit of dressing. Yeah, her mom would like hearing that was her lunch. Arielle was handed the receipt with her order number and walked over to the side, waiting for her order to be prepared. There were a couple of other students waiting for their food as well, most likely some high schooler and other collegers like herself. Not like a teacher would order food where the students did anyway, right? Pshaw!
Arielle lightly swayed her head back and forth, attempting to wait patiently for her lunch. She briefly skimmed a couple of the faces she could see around the food court, though none who looked familiar. Oh well. Then, on the shelf between the sandwich spot and the pizza counter, right where the bagels were, was a stack of black and white cookies. Arielle's eyes widened. Whoever decided to put the cookies there was a genius! "Yes!" she cheered, quickly reaching out and grabbing a cookie as though someone was going to get to it before her. Even though that wasn't going to happen. She licked her lips imagining eating the cookie - though the dilemma would soon be what exactly to eat first - and placed it on her plate which held the rest of her 'lunch'. From the corner or her eyes Arielle could see the girl next to her...either staring at her like she was a nut (which really was nothing new nor would she be wrong) or staring at the food on her plate. "What? Never seen a girl get excited over a big cookie?" Arielle wondered. Then she suddenly thought of a different reason the girl might be staring at her. "Oh no, I have something stuck in my teeth don't I? Is it that bad?"
"Lunch time, lunch time," Arielle sang making her way through the food court. Ok, so it was almost 2:30 in the afternoon. It was a late lunch. Though in Arielle's defense, she had a long day. After hearing her alarm go off - dingdingdingdingdingding she could never seem to get out of her head that first hour - she had to hop on her bike to get to her internship at the middle school bright and early. Fortunately for her the middle school wasn't too terribly far away and the slightly breezy weather permitted her to take her bike over the bus. She helped cover two classes and did a little extra work in the attendance office for one reason or another - why did she even agree to do that again? Oh well. Then she had to get back in time for her 1:00 class. Fortunately that was her only class of the day and it was just an hour and fifteen minutes. It was weird to have her 'easy day' in the middle of the week but somehow that was how her schedule worked out.
For her internship that morning she had originally worn a striped shirt - ok it was a men's shirt but it was comfy! - which had covered her t-shirt - again, comfy men's shirt! - and a nice pair of khaki's. Her striped shirt was now tied around her waist as though it were a sweat jacket instead. After Arielle had gotten to her class she got her hair out of that annoying ponytail it was in and let it down. She still had to keep a record of what she did at her internship on top of covering the basic homework. She had a history test in two days and had a writing assignment to complete for her class tomorrow night, but for now those were the last things on Arielle's mind. She just wanted to get some hands on food! How she made it through the day so far off of two pop tarts, a bagel and a Mr. Goodbar were questionable. Now what was she going to eat for lunch...?
Arielle wandered across the food court, attempting to figure out the best course of action. Pizza, Mexican, Sandwich, burger, chicken, soup...nah, soup wouldn't be nearly enough! She could just get a slice of pizza but she needed more than that! Somehow Arielle wound up heading to the dessert section of the food court instead. Hey, she had a long and tiring day! Plus the teacher she was observing first period lost her voice so of course Arielle had to step in a little more than usual. So Arielle deserved a little extra sweetage! Licking her lips at the various desserts around, her eyes eventually fell to a small container labeled 'dessert pizza'. It looked like a brownie cut in the shape of a pizza slice topped with some chocolate sauce, a little bit of whipped cream and sprinkled with some sprinkles and m&ms minis. YES! That so beat regular pizza! She'd have to remember to text her brother a picture of that later. Smiling widely, Arielle quickly grabbed one of the desert pizzas and then ended up grabbing a pack of Reeses Pieces nearby. Hmmm no that wasn't enough. Better make it two packs. Arielle was about to grab a drink for herself and then prepare to pay when she realized something. She would have to get the money on her student card refilled soon so she wouldn't have to pay actual money to eat. And if her mom found out Arielle had been eating more junk than 'healthy' food.... Arielle almost shuddered. She couldn't let that happen. Deciding to be on the safe side, she went to the sandwich line and waited to place her order. At least if she didn't finish her sandwich she could put it in the fridge and save it for dinner. Or tomorrow. When it was Arielle's turn she stepped to the counter and placed her order. She decided to keep it simple; just get a regular roll with some turkey, lettuce, onions, shredded cheese and a little bit of dressing. Yeah, her mom would like hearing that was her lunch. Arielle was handed the receipt with her order number and walked over to the side, waiting for her order to be prepared. There were a couple of other students waiting for their food as well, most likely some high schooler and other collegers like herself. Not like a teacher would order food where the students did anyway, right? Pshaw!
Arielle lightly swayed her head back and forth, attempting to wait patiently for her lunch. She briefly skimmed a couple of the faces she could see around the food court, though none who looked familiar. Oh well. Then, on the shelf between the sandwich spot and the pizza counter, right where the bagels were, was a stack of black and white cookies. Arielle's eyes widened. Whoever decided to put the cookies there was a genius! "Yes!" she cheered, quickly reaching out and grabbing a cookie as though someone was going to get to it before her. Even though that wasn't going to happen. She licked her lips imagining eating the cookie - though the dilemma would soon be what exactly to eat first - and placed it on her plate which held the rest of her 'lunch'. From the corner or her eyes Arielle could see the girl next to her...either staring at her like she was a nut (which really was nothing new nor would she be wrong) or staring at the food on her plate. "What? Never seen a girl get excited over a big cookie?" Arielle wondered. Then she suddenly thought of a different reason the girl might be staring at her. "Oh no, I have something stuck in my teeth don't I? Is it that bad?"
