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The test results wouldn't be posted for at least another hour. While she waited for them to be plastered to the gym door for all to see, Janie made her breakfast in the nearby park.
Breakfast consisted of a paper bag, the bottom lined with raw bacon, a couple of eggs cracked on top, a stick poked through the top of the bag, and the whole thing held over hot coals in a grill. She was alone this day, the way she wanted to be. Those test results were scaring the pants off of her. If she didn't score 100 on the math final, she was going to have to actually eat a hat.
Janie had been trying to decide which hat for two days now. The smaller the better of course, but it also mattered what material! She couldn't stand the taste of cashmere - too goat-y. Cotton she thought, which would probably be least likely to upset her stomach, especially after a breakfast of bacon and eggs cooked in a paper bag over coal.
Jason had put the bet to her. The lower score would lose. If they tied, no one would have to eat a hat. Jason would likely get 100, so she had to, too.
A Hat for Breakfast
Bacon can make you very đ· sick, especially if eaten out of a paper bag. Janie looked at the bacon and formulated her plan.
There was no denying that she wouldnât score a perfect 100%, but Jason was so brilliant. Very irritating that he was also gorgeous, witty, sensitive and âŠ
Oh well, at least she had the đ„ bacon.
She knew that she was going to look a complete mess with bacon in her hair (on her head), but a bet was a bet.
A bacon hat đ©?
What was a girl to do?
She wanted to cry, đą cry.
Janie munched the đ„ egg, separated the cooked bacon and warmed her hands over the coals. She set her jaw into a determined grimace and
arranged the bacon in the most fetching way possible on her head.
Oh dearâŠ
She made her way back to the gym. With her heart â€ïž pounding (Jason was going to be there too remember), she forced herself to look at the results.
Jason appeared (from nowhere) and couldnât look anywhere but at her.(bells, whistlesâŠ)
Laughter hit them like a tornado, and everyone came out to see.
Phones clicked, people giggled and snapped away.
The Hive and all of social media (except for Tik Tok...all the geeks hated the pretentious app) were awash with pictures of Janie with bacon in her hair and Jason doubled over, tears streaming down his face, with the results of the math test behind them -
Jamie Jones 99%
Jason Smith 99% (sorry about the names their parents werenât very imaginative people)
But Jason still got to eat the bacon đ„(promise) (try to be imaginative with this one, it might make you laugh)