Sherbet Lemons!
A Story By Rachel Gosling
OK, so anyone whos ever tasted those Harry Potter Sherbet Lemon sweets is SO gonna get this story, but if you haven't you're just going to think we're weird. (i think we're running that risk either way writing about sherbet lemons so i'll continue)
So me and April are obsessed with sherbet lemons. I mean monster obsessed. we're talking strait jacket padded cell kicking and screaming at the therapists kind of obsessed. And on a very rare occasion that i actually HAD money, i ran off to woolies on saturday and bought a humongus bag of the goods.
So there i am Monday morning breaktime, innocently sucking on a lemon (oo-er) when april comes over and i'm thinking uh-oh because i knew she was gonna react EXACTLY the way she did react. (ie: scream "I SMELL SHERBET LEMONS!!!" in the middle of everyone and then attack me, yelling "GIVE ME ONE! GIVE ME ONE NOW!!!) Fearing for my life, i ran into the building and hid but she found me (even though laughing my head off behind a wall at a dead end is SUCH a good hiding place...) and we argued for a good ten minutes over the custody of the lemon. Still terrified, i tried to get past her but she stepped in front of me. so i went the other way but she stepped in front of me there as well. i tried this another couple of times until we were practically dancing and then we both starting laughing and did cossack dancing, until we remembered we were arguing. In the end i gave her the stupid lemon.
April's Comment:- Although what Rachy G sez is sort of (and by saying sort of i actually mean very) true... because I can smell sherbert lemons from over ten miles away it is kinda her fault... yes rachy Your fault for advertising the fact that you were sucking on a delicious lemon sweet.
Rachy G's Comment:- You should buy your own then you scav.
