“Nat!” Some one yells from the other end of the caf. “Nat!”
“What?” I yell back not hiding my irritation.
“Table duty! Get over here.” Ugh. I completely forgot that I have to wash tables after everyone eats this week. I drag my feet over to the bucket of soapy water and plunge my hand in, covering myself in water as the too full bucket overflows.
“Jeez, have enough water there?” I say to Wafe.
“Not nearly enough.” He says splashing me with the freezing liquid.
“You did not just do that.” I say through clenched teeth while he gets in a good laugh. I flick a tiny bit back at him before running to the other end of the room to wash the boys’ table. He just laughs at me and puts up a few chairs.
“So,” he yells across the caf, “have you guys taken your science test yet?”
“I don’t know.” I answer. “I was sick on Friday. I think they started it though. Why?”
“Curious.” He says, then turns back to the table. “Nat.” He says hesitantly.
“Hmm?” I reply.
“Ummmm, nevermind.” God I hate it when he does that to me.
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