[A/N This is my first fanfic. It kind of sucks… (Ok it really sucks) R&R pweese. Be brutal, you wont offend me or anything, my LA teacher is so much worse than any of you could be…O.K. enough rambling…
This actually happened to me; think of me as Alice, I am defiantly as hyper as she is… my friend is Jane (violent child…)
O.K. now for the sucky story.
A Song of Cookies
Jane's P.O.V.
I sat in my chair glaring at everybody who so much as looked at me. I didn't want to be here, I was thirsty, and my crazy choir director still expected me to stay after school and sing with a bunch of crazy, sweaty humans, so it can be imagined, I was not happy. Suddenly Alice skipped in; she was carrying a plastic bag from the local grocery store. The second she was in the door she started singing.
"Cookies, cookies! I brought cookies!"
She sang this a couple of times at the top of her lungs before I finally heard what she was saying. My ears suddenly perked up, I jumped up and tackled Alice. I wrestled the cookies from her and screamed,
"COOKIES!!!!!!!!"
I began running around the room singing a song of cookies.
"COOKIES, COOKIES, COOKIES, COOKIES, COOKIES!!!!!!!!"
I eventually relinquished the cookies and all 60 of then were gone in 10 minutes.
[A/N like it? Hate it? Review and tell me… next chappy is Emmet tackling my art teacher.