April walked into her classroom, only to be met with more stares from the students. She sneered at their stares and made her way to the only desk left available which was in the middle row and middle section, dead center of the room.
The last person to enter the room was a young woman with a large pear figure. This was the teacher Mrs. Applewood. She carried in her briefcase and a large tray of cookies. April cast a gaze at the cookie tray, which was crudely covered with plastic wrap, but she could see the variety of cookies available; half-dipped cookies with sprinkles, sugar cookies, chocolate chip, peanut butter chip, shortbread, gingerbread, and many other varieties.
"Good morning class," greeted Mrs. Applewood.
"Good morning Mrs. Applewood," greeted the class, with the exception of April who was still looking at the cookies.
"Now before we begin, I'd like to introduce our new student, April Jones," said Mrs. Applewood, who brought the room to April's desk. April snapped out of her greedy glutton phase and noticed everyone looking at her again.
"April, would you like to introduce yourself," asked Mrs. Applewood.
April groaned as she got up and made her way to the front of the room. She shuffled a bit before she began to speak.
"So my name is April Jones," she began, "You might know about my father's business, Jones Enterprises. He owns just about everything you know. And I'm his darling gem of a daughter. He gets me anything I want. If you have a problem with that, then just keep your mouths shut!"
"Umm, thank you April," replied Mrs. Applewood, "Would you like some cookies before we begin?"
"Ooooh, don't mind if I do," replied April.
With that, April grabbed handfuls of cookies and began to eat one after the other without hesitation.
"I'm glad you like them, April," Mrs. Applewood commented, "Now if you could go around the room and share the rest of them, that would be wonderful."
April stopped pigging out and groaned again. She didn't want to share these delicious cookies to these peons, but she didn't have much of a choice. She walked around each desk and each student took one or two cookies from the tray. As she gave out each one, the tray only had three cookies left. Without hesitation, April scarfed them down and placed the tray back on the teacher's desk.
As she made her way back to her desk, she rubbed her belly gently, which was beginning to peak out of her clothes slightly. It was content for now, but she knew she needed more food. She sat in her desk, laying back to relax from the great snacking she did. The rest of the students ignored her, except for a shy-looking student next to her.
The young boy admired the way she ate the cookies. He developed a crush on this silver spoon brat. In his hands were the two cookies he was about to have, but he didn't feel that hungry to eat them. He placed them on her desk as a way to make her happy.
April noticed the shy boy placing his cookies onto her desk, looking at them then looking at him. She noticed him casting a small smile on his face. She thanked him before she ate the two cookies again. And soon the class began...
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