"Just give me it already!" 10 year old Liza whined, her face in a pout. She had short light blonde hair that was a little higher than her shoulders, and although her eyes were supposed to be blue they appeared to be more grey. "No one wants to hear your stupid speech!" And she stomped on the floor hard and crossed her arms, looking persistent on getting her Pokemon now. Like everyone else, she was standing up instead of sitting on the chairs that they were supposed to be in.
"Wait, Liza." A lady in her 60s said calmly, moving her hands in a motion that meant 'calm down'. "So before I give you your Pokem-"
And then little 10 year old Marissa, a tall and slim girl with long curly hazel hair that hung down to her waist and bright brown eyes, stepped up front and slapped the lady on her arm really hard. "Thats what you get for not giving us our Pokemon earlier." She said proudly, looking up like someone who just accomplished something miraculous. Or a super model pose.
Then everyone burst into laughter, and this reddened the lady's face.
The lady stared at her in shock, her mouth wide open and her wrinkles around her mouth more obvious. When she gathered up the courage to speak again, her first reaction was to scold. "How dare you!" She said, shocked with her mouth still wide opened. "Very rude!"
"Well old ladies like you should just hand us kids Pokemon before you receive slaps from even more of us!" Liza snapped, clearly on Marissa's side. And so were the rest of the kids, who all just wanted their Pokemon. All but one stupid kid named Joey.
Joey walked up front and stood on his tippy-toes, trying to place his short chubby hand on the lady's shoulder to show he was on her side. "Be nice." He scolded, not looking at them and even jumping just to get his hand on her shoulder. It appeared as if he were talking to the lady. Joey was a short and chubby boy, who had really red cheeks (or was it because he was almost always angry?). He had no friends, and it was obvious why. He defended teachers and thought he was a super-hero, no one wants someone like him as a friend. Except for teachers.
"Exactly," The lady said, smiling at Joey. Then she turned to look at the kids. "See? This young man has manners, something all of you are still yet to learn. Now show respect, young children." Then she felt a hard slap on her arm, and without thinking let out an 'ow!'.
She turned around and saw Joey, his cheeks redder than ever from embaras.sment. "Sorry." He said, appearing as if he were trying to hide himself from her. While trying to reach for her shoulder he had accidentally slapped her arm. It was shocking to know he still hadn't given up on giving her a 'hand on shoulder' kind of thing.
"That was rather rude too." She said, doing something close to a glare at him as if he hadn't helped her at all. And the kids burst into laughter again.
"Joey and old woman, sitting on a tree." Marissa began to sing, motioning for everyone to follow, unaware that Joey and the lady's face was red.
"K-i-s-s-i-n-g!" Everyone finished at the same time, afterwards laughing so hard that most of them nearly fell. Wow, kids laugh a lot.
I'll write more later. ;D