I took the three dollars and left Mr. Chow for the time being and headed over to the food cart. There I was able to chose from a wide variety of foodstuffs ranging from a muffin, to a breakfast omelet thing. I chose a 2% milk, a muffin, and a cinnamon roll. From there I went to stand outside my first period class. I peered inside and saw the time was seven ten. So I chowed down and savored my breakfast to silence my awakening gut.
A few moments later, I could hear a familiar voice.
“Hey there foxie, lookin' a little furrier than usual.”
I wheeled about while very carefully sipping my milk. “Ah yes, I thought I'd star