Today was looking to be a pretty normal school day. Math, Advisement, Biology, all the boring stuff. Little did I know that my day was going to be turned right around at lunch.

INITIATE STORY SEQUENCE:

The cast is as follows:

-Me

-Friend A

-Friend B

-Freshman n00b

-Other random people

Ok: Every other day at lunch, me and my friends sit at the same table. Every time. It's like an unwritten law. Well today, some freshman(Freshman n00b) decided to break the sacred law. He sat in Friend A's seat, right across the table from me. Me and Friend B, as well as others at the table clearly warned him that he was making a massive error in his judgment. He ignored us. Friend A was still in the lunch line. We kept warning Freshman n00b, who kept ignoring us.

Friend A is coming to the table. He stops at his usual seat and speaks to Freshman n00b.

Friend A: Get out of my seat.

n00b: No.

Friend A: (growls a bit) Get out of my seat.

n00b: Is this seat reserved for you? No.

Friend A: (sets down lunch tray) Yeah, actually. Get. Out. Of. My. Seat.

n00b: (continues to detest)

(meanwhile, me and Friend B are sitting back in our seats, aware of the impending carnage about to unfold.)

Friend A: GET THE F*** OUT OF MY SEAT!!!

Friend A grabs n00b my the throat with his left hand, and with incredible ease slams him into the support column behind our table. n00b stumbles back, attempts to punch Friend A, misses by a large measurement. Friend A cocks back fist, gives n00b a staredown and charges forward. Some more struggling ensues, then lunch monitors give a yell. n00b retreats, Friend A comes back to table and sits down as if nothing happened.

Friend A: Godamn freshman need to stay the hell out of my seat. (Continues on…)

Me and Friend B exchange both terrified and hysterical looks, return to eating lunch.

THE END.