#83 – Breakfast

"Kyle, Blake, what are you doing?" Alyssa asked, staring at two sophomore boys who were busy having what looked like a cereal-eating contest.

"Eating breakfast," they answered.

"Band starts in five minutes," she told them.

"We know," Blake said.

"You're going to get gross crap in your mouthpieces."

"We're having a competition-"

"-to see whose mouthpiece is the grossest by the end of the week," Kyle finished, as Blake shoveled more cereal into his mouth.

"That's disgusting." Alyssa wrinkled her nose.

"We know," they chorused.

"Boys." Alyssa turned on her heel and walked away in disgust, their laughter following her.