Chapter 2 – Promotion
Amanda rushed down the hall to where Aonghus normally sat for lunch in the hall. The school was too poor to afford a bigger cafeteria, so the kids were allowed to eat anywhere downstairs except the library. When she reached Aonghus she shrieked and Aonghus turned around and looked at her. She then began to jump up and down.
"You won't believe what happened!" Amanda said barely containing her glee.
"WAIT! Lemme guess. Hmmm... The fifth dentist caved and they are all recommending Trident?" Aonghus said sarcastically.
Amanda gave him a weird look, and then shook her head. "No. I was just made the newspaper editor!" she said jumping up and down again.
Dave looked up from his plate. "And we care... why?"
Aonghus turned around to him. "She's been wanting this forever. Ever since she joined the school paper she wanted this job," Aonghus explained to him. This time Sal looked up from his plate. "So how did you get this position? Did you kill the former editor?" Sal asked sarcastically.
"Actually, the former editor quit, and no one else wanted the job. So..." Amanda explained.
"So basically you were the last pick for editor then?" Aonghus asked.
"If I was willing to over-look that so can you," Amanda replied. "I'm going to go get lunch. Seeing as they had to have this emergency meeting at the beginning of lunch I'm gunna be online forever. Today is mozzarella sticks." Amanda put her stack of books on the table next to Aonghus' books and walked away into the cafeteria.
"I'm not gunna be in school tomorrow." Martha said, half singing.
"Bluzfulambsuppour?" Dave asked with his mouth half full.
"What?" Jess asked. "Don't speak with food in your mouth. It's disgusting." Dave swallowed and took a quick sip of his drink.
"Is it because of Yom Kippur?" Dave asked again.
"Yup. I can stay home for it my mom said. My dad always gets it confused with Hanukah and takes out the menorah. Last year he set my cat on fire."
"I thought your dad was the Jewish one and your mom was Catholic," Jess said.
"Nope. Other way around."
"So you are only half Jewish?" Aonghus asked.
"Yup," Martha acknowledged. She looked down and saw a small little black square no bigger than her thumb. She started playing around with it in her hand.
A junior girl walks down the hall toward them holding up a multi-colored variation of the Live Strong band. She was shouting to them, "Hey! You guys want one? Common! You can be a popular kid!" she said trying to entice them, stopping at their table. Just then, Martha popped up with the black square over her eye.
"Hey! I'm a pirate! YAY!" Martha shouts out. The junior girl gives her a funky look. "AVAST!" she shouts out again. Aonghus and his friends burst out into hysterical laughing. The junior girl just starts walking away and mumbles something under her breath.
