We just had the BIGGEST FREAKING FOOD FIGHT YOU'VE EVER SEEN IN YOUR ENTIRE
I'm now going to write it like a book to help you feel like you were there too. (But without the fear that you were about to get knocked out cold by and airborne lunchtray)
My friend came over to us in the middle of lunch.
"There's gonna be a food fight." She says, her eyes totally wide-open and wild.
"Seriously?!?" I asked, incredulous. NO WAY.
About half way through lunch, though; everyone tensed up, it was as if an electric current had suddenly super-charged the air around us. I looked up, waiting to see what would happen. Suddenly all hell broke loose.
Pepperoni and frenchfries shot through the air, shortly followed by mashed potatoes, peaches, katsup, jello, and countless other food-based misles.
"FOOD FIGHT!!!" People screamed at the top of their lungs. Open milk cartons sailed accross the room, and the teachers went into code-red mode, shouting and desperately trying to get students and their belongings to safety. Dragon girl and some of my other friends dove under the table and covered themselves with their coats. Everyone was screaming now, the food flying everywhere. I got hit with a water bottle, soaking my jeans. Someone threw a lunch tray and hit a kid in the head. Now larger objects were flying through the air, kids were slipping and sliding in a mad dash to the bathrooms.
I'm sure you've seen food fights on TV, and how everyone is laughing and yelling, like a snowball fight. But if you're in a real food fight, and people are throwing real milk cartons, trays and waterbottles which can really hurt; you know it's more like being bombed. But it was amazing: I mean, our class is going to go down in history at our school- in all the years our principal has worked at our school, there has never been a food fight. NEVER.
Anyway, back to the story.
It lasted a solid twenty minutes. Finally, by standing up on the table and yelling, the teachers and the principal (whom got nailed in the back of the head with mashed potatoes, might I add) managed to shut everyone up. The principal yelled at us for about five minutes, face red and potatoes on head (sorry, couldn't resist rhyming that). He was soooooooo mad.
After the whole "I'm apalled that you did this" speach, he had us spend an extra half hour cleaning up the cafeteria. Rumor has it that anyone who had been caught throwing trays is going to be suspended. Also, they interrogated all of the tables where food had been thrown from, trying to find who had started the fight. I heard someone say that somebody got expelled.
Later that day in language arts, we were taking our spelling test.
(Homophones)
Evan: "How about: 'Evan got hit in the side with mashed potatoes'"?
That was the most awesome day ever. EVER!!!!
