You should have seen him run when it was enchilada day in the cafeteria. –pg. 3 The Lightning Thief
"So Percy," Grover said limping along next to me as we went to the cafeteria. "What's the lunch today?"
"Enchiladas," I said nonchalantly.
To be honest, I wasn't the biggest fan of enchiladas. Well, I guess they were okay once in a while, but I'd rather start eating myself than eat enchiladas every day.
Grover's eyes widened. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"What?"
He didn't answer me and zipped off to the cafeteria at 100 mph. I didn't see how he could run so fast with his muscle disorder.
I ran to catch up with my best friend, but by the time I got in line for lunch, he was already eating his enchilada on the way to the tables.
"Wow," I said. "You're fast."
Grover froze for a second then regained his composure. "Eh, yeah. Anyway, hurry up Percy. I'm not going to wait all day!"
He went back to his normal limping state to the tables while I got a chicken enchilada. I brought it back to the table where Grover and I ate—in the corner.
"So what did you get?" Grover asked.
"Chicken," I said as I slid in next to him.
He stared at me as if I was crazy then went back to inhaling his enchilada.
"Hey, do you think they'll let us get seconds?" he asked as he threw his paper tray away.
"You're done?" I said staring at him in amazement. "I don't know. You have an extra lunch token?"
He dug in his pockets and pulled out some paper, plastic, an aluminum can, and one extra lunch ticket. "Whoo! That's one more extra enchilada for me!"
I rolled my eyes as he ran off to the cafeteria again at the speed of light and came back just as quick. "I don't know how you run with your muscle disorder, unless your fueling it with your obsession with enchiladas."
"Hey, enchiladas are good!"
Short chapter. Not all stories are going to be long. ^^' But don't worry. This will be continued later, I believe. Just wait for it. ^.^
Thanks for reading~ R&R.
