Originally by: rextorres
The three boys and the two girls took their seats at the large, round table, which was standing in the far corner of the busy high school cafeteria at JFK High School. The lunch hour had just begun, and the usual groups of students were standing in line with their trays in hand, waiting to be served by the kitchen staff. They picked from a small selection of food items what they wanted, and the members of the kitchen staff scooped of the food on plastic plates. Finally, they were each given plastic silverware, before they reached the area where the drinks were being served.
William pointed at the small milk carton, and the lady grabbed it and handed it to him. He smiled, knowing that his mom would be pleased. She wanted him to only eat healthy food, and it was a major concern since William was slightly overweight and short for his age. Finally, he walked over to the table in the corner, where he sat down and joined Kenny, Alan, Julie and Jenny.
“So much for eating all the healthy stuff…” Willy sighed. “My mom will kill me if I drink too much soda!”
“Yeah… Well, I guess we’re all drinking milk these days…” Kenny said, as he looked at the carton on his tray.
“I don’t mind the milk… It’s the veggies that I hate!” Alan grumbled. “Look at this stuff!”
“That’s spinach, Alan!” Jenny pointed out. “It’s good for you!”
“I hate spinach!” Alan groused. “Yuck!”
“Give it to me…” Willy grinned. “I’ll eat it!”
“Willy eats everything!” Kenny laughed out loud. “That’s why he’s so fat!”
“I’m not fat!” Willy protested. “I’m just a little heavy, that’s all…”
Just then, Carl, one of the guys on the wrestling team, walked past the table.
“Hello, girls… I guess all five girls at this table are drinking milk today, huh?” he said, taunting the three boys.
“Shut up Carl!” Kenny shouted back. “Go pick on someone your own size!”
“If you think that by drinking milk you’re gonna get as big as me, I got some bad news for you! It takes hard work to get big and strong like me!” Carl said, as he made a fist and flexed his right arm, revealing his large, eighteen-inch bicep.
All three boys, Alan, Willy and Kenny just looked at Carl with disgust as the big, muscular bully strolled past their table, mocking them as usual.
“That overgrown moron!” Willy growled. “One of these days…”
“Oh, hush, Willy…” Alan said calmly. “What are you gonna do? He’s twice as big as you and he’s got three times as much muscle as you got fat!”
For the next five minutes, the five kids quietly ate their hamburger with fries and green beans or spinach, and they drank their cartons of milk. William was the first to note the strange taste of the milk.
“I don’t know if it was me, but the milk had a funny taste to it…” he wondered.
“Yeah… “Kenny affirmed.
Julie brought her open carton to her nose and she took a whiff at it.
“Usually I can smell it when the milk has gone bad…” she remarked. “The expiration date on the carton is still two weeks from now… So it has to be good!”
“Great!” Kenny wondered. “If I get sick now, then my parents are gonna call the school district and complain, and they’re gonna call the health department, and who knows what’s gonna happen next?”
“You’re not gonna get sick! The milk is still fresh!” Julie assured him. “I know what spoiled milk smells like, and this isn’t spoiled at all.”
“That’s a relief…” Kenny sighed.
Just then the bell rang and the five teens got up to deliver their trays to the table at the entrance before tossing their leftovers in the trash. All five of them had finished their portion of milk, and they just had two periods of class left that day. Obviously, it would take some time for the contaminated milk to take effect on their bodies. What would happen to them?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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