Cole took a straw and ripped a piece of his napkin."Get ready______."He chewed the piece for five seconds and finally placed the straw between his lips.I giggled along with Lillian."Go."she laughed.Cole blew into the straw,senting the spit ball flying to its victum.
Cole reached over for a straw, and he tore off a small section of his napkin. He had a devious smile upon his lips as we watched him slip the piece into his mouth.
"Get ready, _____." He started, as he slobbered up the bit until it was ready. I stifled a soft giggle along with Lillian, who was also ready to see the fire. "Go." She urged, and on cue, Cole blew into the straw with force. The spitball flew across the lunchroom, ready to hit the victim.