"No That's Disgusting!"

"No that's disgusting!" Jami screamed. "Oh come on, it'll taste good." The boys kept saying. Everyone was gathered around Jami, trying to see what was happening. I finally got to the front and saw it. It was a pickle someone dropped from their hamburger earlier that week. It was dried up and kind of wrinkly. Of course Jami wouldn't eat it. She was the brattiest girl in school. The next thing I hear is everyone chanting "Jami" really loudly. "Oh my gosh," I thought to myself. "She just wants attention." The bell rang and everyone started heading into the school. I turned just in time to see a seagull fly down and pick the pickle up.