A Joint Post

Monday, December 7th,
Tuesday, December 8th

Sat with: (Mon.) Table #15, (Tues.) Table #14

I thought I would combine two slower days, because in case you haven't noticed, I'm extremely behind on my posts.
MONDAY:
Table 15 consists of eighth grade girls and about fifty-seven of the dirtiest looks we've encountered so far. Our appearance was not only welcomed by glares that made us extremely keen to keep our mouths shut, but apparently, also infuriated all of the girls into an overly awkward dead silence.
The end.

TUESDAY:
We sat across from Quinn's "Would You Rather" game in clique # 14, or as we now referr to it, No Man's Clique. I'm not sure why I officially recorded this table as a clique in the first place, but we were accompanied by no one other than Casper, The Friendly Ghost. (Who I proceeded to talk to on a dare.) Like I said, no one knows whether or not to ship me off to a mental hospital right about now.