The day passed slowly. Every class seemed to drag on for hours.
At lunch, which all five of the girls shared, they sat down together to trays of some grey Salisbury Steak-like substance with brown gravy that looked like cheap paint and mushy flavorless mixed vegetables. With a sigh Akane spent some magic to upgrade their lunches to pizza and fries because what they were served should constitute a war crime. Sitting alone in the corner a boy with a penis for a head was crying softly while trying to feed himself using a spork with an extra-extra-extra long handle.
Zoe grumbled, "This is so boring. I wish we could skip out on the rest of the day." Sarah and everyone else chorused back, "But none of us have a car with us and the limo driver would rat us out if we're not here to be picked up." Zoe smiled, "Alright, alright. I know I say that at least twice a week but we don't always have a mmm... milkshake maker waiting for us after school." Zoe abruptly changed what she was going to say when a lunch monitor walked close to the party but everyone knew she was referring to the magic bra which, in a way, was also a milkshake maker.
Akane glanced around the room, "Hey, has the school always had this many goth kids? Because like 10% of the students in here are dressed in black." "Um, yeah~" Athena replied. "The school runs about 12% goth plus Miss Amelia the school librarian and Mr. Webbers in Home Ec." Akane acknowledged Athena with a 'hrmph' then the first bell rang telling everyone to finish up lunch. The girls' lunch social broke up and the rest of the day passed at the speed of a snail going uphill.
