Chapter Fourteen - Noodle Casserole

The throng of other recruited janitors fill the halls as they burst the balloons and bag them in huge trash bags. The loud burst of the huge balloons keep interrupting the teachers in mid sentence. Frustrated lines are creased onto Mrs Julia Roberts's face and Hunter is very sure he can spot a few gray hairs on her head. Economics class was no child's play. Mrs. Roberts was interrupted every now and then by the sporadic 'pop' sound the balloons made as they burst. In her hands was a large marker which she used to draw illustrations of the board to enunciate her point. The economics class was very quiet today. Mrs. Roberts was known to be very tongue lashing with her words. Her outward appearance was plain mean. She was in her late thirties and as far as Zoey knew, she always wore matching suit and skirt to school. She was on the lean side of tall and sported blond hair pulled tightly into a bun. Today's topic was Inflation which she had made sure to circle round on the markerboard. "Be