One Month
“Like, OMG!” shrieked Paula. Paula was a lunchbox in lunchbox world. She loved to scream OMG! It drove everyone crazy! (especially me, the sad narrator.)“Like, SHHHHHH!” screamed Britney, Paula’s best friend.
“Like, both of you SSSSSSPPPPPIIIIITTT!” spitted Jessica, their other best friend.
“Like, Jessica, EWWWWW! You just like, spit all over like, me!” Shrieked Ashley, their OTHER best friend.
“SHUT UP!” yelled Tiffany as loud as she could. Tiffany was the 5th and FINAL best friend.
All 5 of them fought with each other then said Like, I Forgive-I-Guess you. They all had their own traits. Paula had zebra stripes, Britney had flower patterns, Jessica had animal paw prints, Ashley had hearts, and Tiffany had............................dot dot ............................................................dot.................................................... windows. Everyone made fun of Tiffany because they all had stuff like love and peace signs, but she had boring old sky blue windows.
“Like, AHHHHHH! Bradsie Lid is walking down the like, hall!” yelled Jessica. Jessica was very into Bradsie. Even though Bradsie was a very weird name.
“Like, the Like hall is so awesome!” screamed Tiffany. She liked all furniture, especially the Like Hall. The Like Hall was a hall that everyone said LIKE in.
“Like, I have to go like, to the like, Restroom!” screamed Ashley as she ran in there. The Like Restroom din’t exist. She may have some moldy carrots in her main compartment.
“Like, we should totally paint our nails girl!” said Ashley as she started eating beetles off the floor.
“GRRRRROSSS!” ka-boomed(another word for super-loud-extra-loud-as-loud-as-you-possibly-can-extra-super-lay-on-the-trooper-loud-screaming.) Britney. Britney loved nail polish and um and ummm...... She only likes nail polish.
“LIKE, I AM LIKE, BACK FROM THE LIKE, RESTROOM SO LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, LOVE, LIKE ME!” Ka-Boomed Ashley.
“ Like, We KNOW that uht.” said Jessica. She was the “Like” boss.
“OOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!” said Paula.
“LIKE WHAT?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!” screamed everyone else. Even some random dude named Joe.
“Like I just got A BLINGLES PLASTIC PHONE!!!!!” screamed Paula.
“like, ewwwwwww.” said Britney, who thought everything but nail polish was gross.
“ LIKE, I LOVE BLINGLES! AND PLASTIC AND PHONES!!!!” ka-boomed Ashley, Jessica, Tiffany and Joe, who was a lonley brown paper bag. Britney was looking at The Nail Polish Times, her favorite magazine.
“Like, you guy should like, totally get into like, The Nail Polish Times!” screamed Britney, who was now crying and screaming about her favorite color of nail polish and how it dried up.
“Like, guys, lets just like, ignore Britney and like, go on a like, adventure!” said Ashley, who was happily skipping around.
“LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA LA-”
“LIKE, JOE, SHUT UP!” ka-boomed Jessica.
“b-b-b-b-b-b-but i was just singing my favorite song.” Whispered Joe, who was unfamiliar with Jessica’s wrath.
“LIKE, I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE SONG! I AM LIKE, JESSICA, SO I GET TO LIKE, TO DO WHAT I WANT AND YOU LIKE, CAN’T LIKE, CHANGE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!” screamed Jessica so loud she had to got to the Lunchbox ER.
“LIKE, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! JESSICA! LIKE, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” screamed Ashley as Jessica was put in the ambulance.
Everyone screamed and ran around in circles as the ambulance pulled out of the driveway.
5 Days Later.....
“Like, Jessica! Jeeeeesicaaaa!” whispered Ashley.
“Like, wha-what happened?” asked Jessica.
“Like, well you went like sleepy bye and like had like zipper surgery and like everyone at like school was like, sleeping and sleep-screaming. Like then, you like, had to like, go to the like,-”
“LIke, Oh Ashley!’’ said Jessica as she hugged Ashley.
“I think we’ve become better friends” said Ashley as Tiffany, Britney, and even Joe all hugged.
Like, The End!
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by Jackson West
Once upon a time there was a sad, sad spoon. He was once very happy being eaten with and then lovingly washed. One day, he was thrown behind the stove, and no one had ever found him. Then a person came and picked up the stove. They found the spoon! The sad, sad spoon was nit sad anymore! He is a happy, happy spoon.