Lenny leans down to take a whiff of the concoction but pulls back quickly, trying not to make a face.
"Well, that doesn't smell poisonous at all.""I'm sure it doesn't," Jasper comments, and then charmingly adds, "Juniper, darling, could you show the camera how absolutely revolting that looks?
Lenny lurches forward like he's going to puke, and I ram into Allison to get into the splatter-free zone while Jasper closes in on him. Some of our peers are actually leaning across their tables to see if he'll spew."I might throw up," Lenny admits after a couple of minutes.
In the end, he eats it all."That was the grossest thing I've ever done next to eating those worms a couple years ago," Lenny moans, and buries his face in his arms to let the challenge try to settle. "I feel sick.""No shit, Sherlock," Allison snaps back, and drops her hands down on either side of her tray.
""Juniper, darling ...," I mumble under my breath, and give him the stink-eye while I accept the camera from him.
Lenny leans back while I scoot forward and bring the lens right up to the slightly green and watery mixture.
I raise an eyebrow and tip my head sideways to search for Lenny among the lunch lines. " I ask curiously, and turn to face Jasper again when I've decided there are too many students blocking him from my sight. Allison's eyes narrow at him, and she shakes her head hard enough to make her dark hair sway. It's no secret that Allison hates our vlogging antics, and it's mostly due to her camera shyness — something I got over six years ago, and it's all because Jasper Lahey, self-proclaimed news broadcaster of his life and all with whom he decides to tangle fates.
His eyes glint, smile growing when he answers, "He's going to eat a nasty combination of whatever I want.""That's disgusting," I comment, and snap off the cap on my flavored water. " Allison, my best friend and go-to history project partner, asks as she drops her tray beside mine."Lenny's probably going to eat mayo and peaches," I update her. We always grab fruit cups for Lenny, and I dip my french fries in mayo."Ew." She grimaces and then shoots a look at Jasper. "Jasper lifts his backpack into his lap, unzips the first pocket, and pulls out his video camera, which he, Lenny, and I all pitched in to buy but is technically his. If it hadn't been for dorky twelve-year-old Jasper inviting me to join in on his and Lenny's shenanigans, I would have remained camera and people shy.
I think she takes the hit for all the embarrassment none of us ever seem to feel.
After a few more minutes of filming Lenny groaning and bellyaching, Jasper decides to end the video.
It's evil of him to wish for me to get puked on when this is the first day they've made it outside my house."C'mon, June, take one for the team." Jasper laughs and turns the camera on me, the red light glowing in the corner.