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Alex couldn't help but to stare at Marlo. "Um, yeah? There's no macaroni sauce that can kill a camera dead! Ohwait, we're talking about Hillworth's food here. Yeah, um, eeeeh good thing I'm not then! Hahaha! Those poor suckers." He lit up and grinned, snickering to himself at Marlo's displeasure of the spaghetti mess. Would playing the victim work? Maybe, maybe not -- it worked last time! That is until he was caught trying to throw the wallet into the school's dumpster. Then he had to pretend to be a freshman and claim it was the lost and found.

Either way, he still landed in detention. But he made a sweet ten dollars from it all!

"Princess? Tch! Better hurry up hotshot!" He called, ducking as a sandwich exploded onto the back of his head. "Aaagh I HATE MAYO IN SAMMICHES! That's just so WRONG man! Ugh!" He wailed, oblivious to Marlo's peril.

"ARRRRRRRGGGGGRRUUUU"

Oh, s**t. That had to suck. Alex turned and tried to tackle the jello'd student, intending to at least throw the punch off. Or see of he had a phone he could use, his mini SD card was fried after trying to pirate some ringtones a couple nights ago...

YES! SCORE! Alex threw his brakes on and shifted his balance to remain standing, then immediately leaned forward to -- to be pulled back?! "Aw man c'mon! To the victor goes the loot geeze you know how hard it is to find a replacement card? I bet he has one!" He whined, breaking off as shouts of warning and dismay went up.

"MBP? Ohcritcritcrit! The doors are going to be plugged with people -- wanna try barging through the kitchens or trying a window?" If Alex was going to get caught, he at least wanted to take someone with him.

"YESSSSS! Mine, sukka!" Alex cried, shamelessly sitting on the down'd student and riffling through his pockets. With that done, he returned to Marlo a moment later, grinning and picking fries from his hair. "Geeze! You're worked up man! Just look around you -- do you think he'll pick us out of the mess of students here? I mean, lookit how many there are! Just chillout and want some gum?" He reached into his pockets and pulled out the package, offering it. "This is all I found in that guy's pockets -- it sucks! No cell phone, no portable anything! Anyway, what're you still standing around here for? C'mon!"

He ducked into the kitchen and bolted through, weaving between cowering students and cooks trying to keep the operation moving. "I cleaned this place before! The door to the outside's over here! ... I think. Maybe? Aw, shoot."

"Half a dozen? Ouch. Yeah, you'd probably be on one of their top lists to be investigated. Then again," he snickered, "You did start it. Or at least participated in the chain of events that lead up to it. That was so wicked man! Pizza snatcher food-fight starter! Yeeeeah man!"

At the freezer, Alex shrugged. "Hey, it's a door man. Don't diss the freezer! It might be cold, but think of all the ice cream and frozen TV meals that are inside man! It'd be awesome! Should totally check it out though you're right it'd be rather chilly just as we are, and why thankie, I'll go~" Alex moved past Marlo and hopped out the window, wincing and scooting away for Marlo to come through -- if he wished. "Agh! Garbage! This suu-- ohcrap! I think I see some bos- er, hall monitors! If you're comin' this way better move it!"

"The dumpster? Are you kidding man? That's full of bones and trash and the other crap that comes out of the kitchens, and some of it went from the kitchens to other students and then into the trash and aaagh all right! Your idea, you go in first!" Alex said, threading his fingers together and forming a human step. "Your idea, you go first -- I insist. On the bright side, we're already smelly and covered with goop -- we'll fit right in!"

Alex reached up as Marlo's hand appeared, jumping up and scrambling over the side to land next to him. "Ugh! Man, this is dis-" he snapped his mouth shut, Marlo's words sinking in. He gave the other boy a nudge, then at once began digging in the trash. "C'mon man! Quit gawking and look busy, as if we've been here for awhile otherwise they'll start to suspect given what kindasorta happened in the lunch room! After all, even if we are similarly outfitted in trash and aallllll," he drew out that last word, shuffling and half-burying himself in the garbage bags before raising his voice.

"Aw man! This is -- aaaawgh, there's no words man! I can't believe Chris chucked your iPod in here! Too bad it's not an iPhone or something so we could call it and find it, but nooo it has to be the tiny shuffle version. Any luck over there man?"

At least this was waaaay better than Mr. Swirly in the Land of Loo, Alex decided, shoving a bag aside and peering under it just in time to wince as the hall monitor called out. Oh s**t. "Just reclaiming something that's his, sir!" He called, turning and snapping to attention to throw a salute at the moniters peering over the side of the dumpster in disgust. "Chris Jenkins -- y'know, one of the second flute players? -- ruffed my friend up and chucked something of his in here that he reallyreally needs for a project otherwise he'll be missing it and probably flunk it on the account of Chris Jenkins getting jealous of it and on top of that I'm in the middle of doing a science project here called "Garbagology" based on the theory that you are what you throw away, and the best way to get a general basis for what the school's like is to see what's thrown away. I mean, just look at this!" Alex reached down and brandished a closed cup of strawberry-flavored jello, adding, "Look! Untouched, uneaten and thrown away! Strawberry's a sweet flavor so whoever threw this away means that they're not really into sweets or maybe they're just really conscious of hte fact that this expired a year ago, but in any event it's uneaten and it means that someone here doesn't like sweet things which in turn means that the cafeteria should be more balanced in its selection to satisfy the general populace's tastes!"