Yesterday, Kim came by and got the gloves I left for her. Last year, Jerry decided to play a prank on her, (a mean one at it, but it was kinda funny) knowing how much she loved her cloves, he hid them in his locker. It was pretty smart, putting them in his locker. Being the only girl in the dojo, she wouldn't go through Milton, Jerry, or my locker to save her life. And no, we wouldn't go through hers. Well, Jerry... yeah we wouldn't go through hers. He wouldn't.
I made it to the dojo and quickly wrote the message on the window. The others were going to get to the dojo soon. I went to the other side and set down the French Bread.
"As disappointed as I am to say, we live in Seaford, not France. However, I did manage to find French Bread." I looked up to find Milton at the door, reading the message.
"Milton, you can't-"
"Don't worry, I won't tell. I have a brain. I knew it was you. An idiot would tell Kim and ruin this. I'm not-"
"Jerry!" I yelled, cutting him off as Jerry walked in. I laid an arm on Jerry's shoulder. "How ya doin'?"
"I'm... good?" He asked. I must have scared him a bit with the whole introduction. A normal person, wouldn't do that to someone when they walk in the room. Especially when they see the other person everyday. "What's with the bread?" He asked, reaching over to grab it. Milton slapped his hand.
"Not yours." He told Jerry.
"Well then who's is it?"
"Don't you read the window?" Milton asked. Jerry started to laugh.
"What kind of an idiot would write on a window?"
"You would." I told him. "Remember last year?" He started laughing again.
"Yeah, that was gold!" He exclaimed.
Last year, we all accompanied Rudy to the dentist. (Don't ask, just... don't) He fell asleep because the wait was so long and apparently, his cat kept him up all night. (Once again, do not ask) His face was on the window. Jerry grabbed a sharpie from a small can there was with pencils and pens on the desk from the people helping out, and went outside and drew him a mustache and a beard. He ended up looking like Santa. No, it wasn't the holiday season.
"Anyway, it was written on the window using the fogged up glass."
"Huh?" He said with his head tilted in confusion.
"Just go look at it." Milton said, pushing Jerry out the door to look at the window. He stared at the window, and you could tell he started to read it.
"Hey Kim!" Jerry said, waving to his right.
"Hey," Kim said, walking over and then stopping in front of the window. She looked at the bread then started reading the message. She looked confused, but after a while she started to laugh.
"I get it," She said, walking through the door and grabbing the bread. "Three french hens, a loaf of french bread."
"So... Kim. You'll be sharing the bread... right?" Jerry asked.
"It's bread." Kim told him. "It's not like it's a box of donuts."
"Well, that doesn't change the fact that I'm hungry." Jerry said.
"Yeah, come on Kim." Milton said. "I've always wanted to try french bread."
"The things that get you guys worked up." She said, shaking her head as she started to take out the bread from the long paper bag.
We all sat down on the mats and started eating the bread, talking about whatever came to mind.
"And what about that time where Jack threw Author into the wall? Rudy said it was 'the wall of friendship'." Jerry said as we all laughed.
"Yeah, bit violent there Jack." Kim said, trying to control her laughter. Not that the rest of us were completely calm.
"Well, you gotta do what you've got to do."
"Yeah, and what you've gotta do is throw him into a wall?" Milton asked.
"It's our wall of friendship! Rudy said so himself!" I said, starting to laugh again. We eventually managed to calm down a bit.
"So, I forgot to tell you guys, my grandma invited the three of you and me to the Christmas Eve party at her house." Kim said.
"Oh cool, when is it?" Jerry asked. We all look at him, with the obvious expression on our faces.
"Seriously?" I asked him.
"It's on Christmas Eve." Milton said.
"Oh, Kim you told Milton?"
"Yes, I told Milton, Jerry." Kim said. "So, you guys coming?"
"Duh! Pepito's probably going to come this year again. Anything to get away from Pepito." He said, shaking his head as if trying to get rid of the memory.
"I'll go." I said. "It'll be fun."
"Same here." Milton said.
"Hey!" Rudy said, coming out of his office. "Let's go! Come on get up!" He yelled as we all started getting up. "Kim! Bread." He said, holding his hand out. Kim rolled her eyes before giving him the bread that was left. "Well come on!" He exclaimed with his mouth full of french bread.
Yayyyyy! Another chapter! I've got a pretty good idea for the fifth day. I'm proud of it. But that doesn't mean I'm done with ideas. I still need help. I'm really sorry for how short this chapter is but I'm in a hurry. Updating everyday doesn't give me much time especially since we share an iPad with the whole family. (can't wait till i get my own) Thank you all! You're all just amazing! So... happy holidays? Yeah, happy holidays!