for?” He sounded like a four year old who didn’t get his candy. I rolled my eyes, and at the same time Zach did too.
“Because you’re an idiot.” We both said.
Everyone was watching us with an amused expression, well some of them. The other girls were glaring. I glared at Zach while he was smirking.
“Stop talking at the same time!” We both yelled. I shook my head.
“No you stop!” Again it was at the same time. Now we were both annoyed.
“You!”
“No you!”
“Stop it!”
“Uhg!” We both sat back in our chairs with a huff. Dem was cracking up while his father and mother was in the same state. I rolled my eyes. I don’t see how that was funny. It was more annoying than a three year old on a sugar high! Then they had finally served dinner, which was spaghetti! Mmmm!
I raised my hand and I looked at the King.
“Um two questions! One, can I call you Julie for short of Julius? You look like a Julie, and two…can I please skip out on tonight?!” I begged. He chuckled at me while I swear Zach looked pained.
“No I would not appreciate Julie…”
“J?” I suggested. He laughed and nodded.
“Alright J it is. And no, you cannot ‘skip out’ as it were. You must follow the rules.” He said in finality. I frowned and stabbed my spaghetti angrily and mumbled.
“Stupid prince! Trying to kiss me! Who does he think he is?” I felt someone shift beside me and lower their mouth to my ear.
“Someone who knows you wanted me to kiss you.” Zach replied angrily. I scowled up at him and then did something unthinkable.
I took a big fork load of my spaghetti and smashed it on his head making sure to squish it in there. Everyone stopped talking and looked at Zach and I. Dem was crying and howling with laughter, while pounding the table .
“Oh my gosh!” Dem hollered while Zach glared at me before taking his dish and aimed it for my head. I ducked and it managed to hit Dem in mid laugh. He sputtered blinking for a few moments before retaliating.
“You’re going to pay for that Kia!” He yelled and threw his spaghetti in Zach’s face. Haha! They both looked at me and with a nod I was dowsed in sticky, gooey pasta.
The girls around us were squealing and took no part in our little war. J was watching in amusement but I knew he was about to call it to a stop so I took a plate from across from me and grabbed two handfuls before rubbing spaghetti in both their faces.
“Enough!” J announced. We were all frozen before I busted up laughing at the two spaghetti heads beside me. Soon they were laughing too. Sydney, Rachel and Carol were laughing as well, but the other girls were glaring at us for even coming close to them and their expensive dresses.
Sighing out my last laugh, I got up and shook the excess load of noodles off of me. I turned to the maids and butlers apologetically.
“I’m sorry about this. Can I get a mop and broom please?” I asked kindly. Some people gasped and J spoke.
“Anna you don’t have to do this…” I cut him off shaking my head,
“No, no it’s alright. I started it, and even though I’m cleaning this up it was totally worth it.” I said, chuckling to myself. My mom always taught me to respect other hard working people and I was not going to make the castle staff people work that much harder because I made an impulse decision. It was worth it though!
Ignoring the stares the butler handed me a broom with awe like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It wasn’t like I had two broken hand.
“Thanks!” I smiled at him. Again he looked dazed but nodded wordlessly. I looked at Zach and Dem whose jaws were dropped. Wow, were they not used to seeing women who work? That’s a little pathetic if you ask me. Even when I started food fights in schools I always volunteered beforehand to clean it up.
“Because you’re an idiot.” We both said.
Everyone was watching us with an amused expression, well some of them. The other girls were glaring. I glared at Zach while he was smirking.
“Stop talking at the same time!” We both yelled. I shook my head.
“No you stop!” Again it was at the same time. Now we were both annoyed.
“You!”
“No you!”
“Stop it!”
“Uhg!” We both sat back in our chairs with a huff. Dem was cracking up while his father and mother was in the same state. I rolled my eyes. I don’t see how that was funny. It was more annoying than a three year old on a sugar high! Then they had finally served dinner, which was spaghetti! Mmmm!
I raised my hand and I looked at the King.
“Um two questions! One, can I call you Julie for short of Julius? You look like a Julie, and two…can I please skip out on tonight?!” I begged. He chuckled at me while I swear Zach looked pained.
“No I would not appreciate Julie…”
“J?” I suggested. He laughed and nodded.
“Alright J it is. And no, you cannot ‘skip out’ as it were. You must follow the rules.” He said in finality. I frowned and stabbed my spaghetti angrily and mumbled.
“Stupid prince! Trying to kiss me! Who does he think he is?” I felt someone shift beside me and lower their mouth to my ear.
“Someone who knows you wanted me to kiss you.” Zach replied angrily. I scowled up at him and then did something unthinkable.
I took a big fork load of my spaghetti and smashed it on his head making sure to squish it in there. Everyone stopped talking and looked at Zach and I. Dem was crying and howling with laughter, while pounding the table .
“Oh my gosh!” Dem hollered while Zach glared at me before taking his dish and aimed it for my head. I ducked and it managed to hit Dem in mid laugh. He sputtered blinking for a few moments before retaliating.
“You’re going to pay for that Kia!” He yelled and threw his spaghetti in Zach’s face. Haha! They both looked at me and with a nod I was dowsed in sticky, gooey pasta.
The girls around us were squealing and took no part in our little war. J was watching in amusement but I knew he was about to call it to a stop so I took a plate from across from me and grabbed two handfuls before rubbing spaghetti in both their faces.
“Enough!” J announced. We were all frozen before I busted up laughing at the two spaghetti heads beside me. Soon they were laughing too. Sydney, Rachel and Carol were laughing as well, but the other girls were glaring at us for even coming close to them and their expensive dresses.
Sighing out my last laugh, I got up and shook the excess load of noodles off of me. I turned to the maids and butlers apologetically.
“I’m sorry about this. Can I get a mop and broom please?” I asked kindly. Some people gasped and J spoke.
“Anna you don’t have to do this…” I cut him off shaking my head,
“No, no it’s alright. I started it, and even though I’m cleaning this up it was totally worth it.” I said, chuckling to myself. My mom always taught me to respect other hard working people and I was not going to make the castle staff people work that much harder because I made an impulse decision. It was worth it though!
Ignoring the stares the butler handed me a broom with awe like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It wasn’t like I had two broken hand.
“Thanks!” I smiled at him. Again he looked dazed but nodded wordlessly. I looked at Zach and Dem whose jaws were dropped. Wow, were they not used to seeing women who work? That’s a little pathetic if you ask me. Even when I started food fights in schools I always volunteered beforehand to clean it up.
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