"Take a seat, Brittany", Emma said as she closed the door behind the stumbling teenage girl.
"Now why don't you tell me what that was all about"
"I don't know", Brittany said, her arms immediately folding and her gaze locked on a squirrel eating a sandwich crust she could see through the window.
Emma had dealt with reluctant students before, but this was Brittany, and with the fact that she honestly did not know what had just happened being very plausible, she decided to start from the beginning.
"Brittany, I need you to look at me." Brittany's eyes moved to Emma for a minute, then found there way back to the PB&J indulging squirrel. Emma patients grew more and more strained.
"Brittany! Come on now, we both know what happened, but to be honest, the part that confuses me is…well…why Tina? And with a tomato? Brittany?"
Brittany was trying to stay focused, really, she was, but while the weird germ phobic lady was talking, all she could think about was the jam stuck to the hairs of the brown squirrels chin.
Did he like the sandwich? Did he know it had peanut butter? What is a peanut any ways? It's kind of like a vegetable, right? But not. Why are so many people allergic to peanuts? Are this many people allergic to other vegetables? How many vegetable related deaths occur every year? What would you call a deadly vegetable? A vegedegadeath. Man that word's hard to say. Vegedegadeath. Vega-dega-death. Vega-dega-dega-dega-dega-
"BRITTANY!" Emma shouted, on the verge of giving up on what she could only assume was the product of drunken incest.
"Okay! Stop yelling! I'll tell you, but only if you promise to make the sure the peanut doesn't kill the squirrel."
Emma nodded, not even trying to figure out whatever the hell that meant.
"Well, I was walking in the hall..."
PART 2 COMMING SOON! HOPE YOU ENJOY!