Chapter Seven - Aaaaaarrgh!

The whole class was eerily silent unlike class fifteen, the class known for being the most loud compared in comparison to the other classes. 

All the students leaned forward in their desks and anticipated the ending of the historic program they were watching on the projector. 

Josh adjusted his prescription glasses as they slipped from the bridge of his nose. He didn't normally put on glasses at school because if he wasn't mocked for being a nerd, then it'll be knocked off his eyes. But he'd come late to history class and the only available seat was at the back of his class so he couldn't see clearly.

Fregley pushed himself forward in his desk, attentively eating the projector with his eyes. Spit slobbered all over the floor as he stuck his hand in his nose and brought out a large boogie and sent it sailing into the deep abyss of his mouth. Disgusted "eews" and "gross" echoed round but he didn't seem to care.

On the screen projector, shots taken in World War two were displayed. Gruesome images of soldiers, bleeding and shooting back. Dead bodies littered the ground as they dropped one by one, shot at by an approaching enemy battalion. The only sounds heard in the  movie which was in black and white was incoherent shouting, girly shrieks and screams of men pleading mercy when pitchfork thingies were plunged onto their chests. Dying groans emitted from their mouths.

The really cool kids had sunglasses on, while the scaredy cats covered their eyes with the

The other kids attention were solely on the movie playing when the video paused. 

"What the-"

"Play it back"

No amount of pleading could move the petite figure sitting at her desk, marking scripts. Mrs Allan raised her head and announced. "Its almost time for lunch break. You guys should-". She got interrupted by the bell, ringing loudly as all the kids packed their bags and dashed out of the room. 

One kid in particular was being chased round the class by Fregley holding another boogie he'd collected from his nose. Fregley always had his harry potter glasses on and he didn't really have any friends.

"Aaaaaerhh! Fregley get that thing away from me! She yelled.

"Let me introduce you to Laura!" He replied, cornering her in the edge of the room.

A bored Mrs Allen looked at them through the corners of her eyes, satisfied there wasn't any blood spilling or any head rolling on the floor, she resumed marking her scripts.

Meanwhile a scared Abby was running out the room, relieved that she didn't touch Fregley's boogie when she tripped over someone's foot and fell in the hallway. "Oops!" She heard a voice say as she fell and landed on the side of her elbow. 

A distinct shout could be heard even down the halls.

Fregley smiled and latched the boogie unto her nose. 

Another distinct shout pierced the eardrums of the few students walking through the hallway.

📛📛📛📛📛📛📛📛📛

The lunch line moved slowly still. The rich kids sat at the center of the room, attracting all the stares and waggles in the room. The soccer studs sat in a corner of the room, most of them wearing hoodies and head warmers. The nerds sat in the father most table, shy of the population. They were hosting a kind of intellectual quiz between themselves. 

Josh and Hunter were already seated at their table waiting for Zoey to get her lunch.

Zoey stood three students away from the lunch table. Directly in front of her was Bianca, the queen bee.

Currently, she was shrieking out. "Aaaarh". Her wannabes, Linda and Michelle started shrieking too. "Aaaarh" they screamed. 

Michelle suddenly stopped. "Bianca, what's the matter?" She asked.

"Look" Bianca said, holding up a strip of lettuce dangling from her gloved hand "she put lettuce in my food!" She scrunched up her nose in disgust. 

"Edwin! Edwin!" She shouted. 

"Yes miss? Is anything the matter?" 

She tossed the offending price of lettuce at him. "Dispose this immediately". 

"Yes miss". He saluted. Edwin, her butler carried the price of lettuce gingerly and dropped it inside the garbage can. He'd a perfect chiseled jaw and looked about twenty six. 

He was wearing a straight black shirt and waistcoat which dragged behind him. Zoey rolled her eyes at Bianca's behavior. 

"Zis gal throw away my lettuce and spinach special?" Freya, the head lunch lady asked with her thick Irish tongue. She rolled her eyes at the nuisance. "What an insolent child" she thought.

After getting served, Zoey gave a bright smile and said "thanks". 

"Welcome" she replied.

She took her meat of meatloaf, two burgers and a glob of God-knows-what to their table.

"Hi guys" she said. "Any news about the prankster?"

Josh leaned forward excitedly, his glasses slipping off his face. "I think its the principal"

"Huh?" The guys responded.

"Think about it. The principal didn't even seem happy to see his students. Maybe he got so tired of us, he pranked us so we could go home and he'd have his alone time". He leaned back, satisfied he'd made his point.

"You're nuts" Hunter said. "He's the principal, so if he didn't want to see us, then he wouldn't have to"

"I don't understand". Zoey said.

"He didn't have to come to school but he came. Its not like he's a teacher who has to come everyday".

"The principal is nice. I like him". Three pairs of eyes raised upwards, observing the speaker from head to toe.

Chirag Kumar stared right back at them, his eyes boring insistent holes on their faces. "Who're you?" Hunter asked.

"My name is Chirag Kumar. I am from Mumbai in India". 

"You're from India? Zoey asked surprised. "Then why are you here?"

"I'm an exchange student". The trio responded "ooooh". 

"Can I sit here? He asked, indicating a empty chair. Josh and Hunter looked at each other undecidedly.

"Sure you can" Zoey said. 

Chirag sat down and adjusted the seat. "Tell me more about India".

A large smile lit up Chirag's light skinned face. He cleared his throat feebly. "In India, we have elephants. Very big ones, where we use it as transportation and to hunt" 

"How can you use an elephant to hunt" Josh scoffed. "Hypothetically speaking, the elephant is too big to run. I might estimate a mature elephant weighs about 600pounds"

"What do you hunt for anyway?" Hunter asked, interested in the conversation.

Chirag looked left and right before speaking, as if he was afraid some one would hear him. He hushed his voice. "We use them to hunt the tiger"

"Say the what now?" Hunter asked.

"The Tiger. The most dangerous beast in India".

"Impossible". Josh admonished.

"Hmmmmn" Zoey breathed out. "I wish I was popular". Zoey mumbled, stared dreamily at the rich kids table.

"What did you say?" Chirag asked.

"Never mind". She returned her attention to her friends, shelving her worries in her mind.

They would have gone on arguing if they hadn't heard Michelle scream. All the students suddenly turned their heads in that direction.

"There's a lizard in my lunch!" She screamed, jumping up from her chair.