Smack.
The class stared. Miss Hana stared.
Tommy, turning Elmo-red, his hand on the cheek Claire had kissed (and then licked, just to get her point across), looked at her like she’d sprouted a second head, covered in green slime. His eyes were shiny; he looked like he might puke.
Cooties were a big problem this time of year.
Well, that’s what he got for pushing her face into the sandbox.
Later, in the principal’s office, a smiling Tommy and his mom passed her.
Claire licked her hand, wiggled spit-slick fingers at him, and watched him run out the door.
4 comments:
This was adorable! Great take on the prompt. :)
Not cooties! This was a cute story.
Oh children. They love to torture each other don't they. Great 100.
Claire is a smart girl for getting her own back on Tommy. I doubt he will bother her again!
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