You've probably heard the saying "like stealing candy from a baby" but have you ever thought that somebody would actually steal candy from a baby? No of course not. Cuz nobody's that cruel. What about stealing chocolate from an old lady? Ditto. Well that wasn't the case for four mischievous, but good at heart (not to mention hungry) teenaged girls. And the old lady in question was the infuriating, dragon like, frog faced matron of the boarding of Saint Theresa's, a private school for girls. Yeah that's right. The boarding. In other words: hell. Fifty odd girls kept in line by fearsome devil (minus the horns, tail and trident) Ok… I'm probably being a bit dramatic…
It wasn't hell exactly. I mean it could have been worse. I had the time of life in this place, most the time. And I had a gang crazy, fun loving friends here. And we had a pretty awesome time. So awesome in fact, that the matron couldn't stand some of us. I included. Hehe. But that doesn't erase the fact that she was an awful, irritating, pain in the you know what. And her evil henchwoman, (the maid in charge of our dorm) was worse. Far, far worse. We were actually more afraid of her than of our matron.
Ok well now that I've given, you, my beloved readers a bit of background info, (stay tuned for more. haha) let me tell you my story. Oh wait…first I'll tell you who the four truants were. Well there was me of course, my nickname being shan, Thari who was one of my best friends, yeshani who was one year younger than me and thari and last but not least kavina who was the eldest being two years older than me and thari. (By the way this was when I was in ninth grade… hehe)
Now let me begin. It was nearing the end of the Christmas term, and three of my loyal companions and myself, were utterly sick and tired of eating the grub that we had to eat all year. (Oh yes, the food in this place, real treat. Gourmet chefs' couldn't have whipped up better meals. Seriously. And once the weekly menu had been set at the beginning of the year, not even god himself could alter it) every week we had to eat the same darn, disgusting food, all year, and there wasn't much variation between every days lunch. It was fish, fish, chicken, fish, chicken, fish, chicken. Ugh. Boring and disgusting. Well anyway with one week left we were tired of the food and bored. Since term exams were over, the teachers didn't work anymore and nobody (other than us, the poor boarders who had no choice) went to school. And most of the boarders were away for a field hockey tournament. In our dorm alone it was just us, the four truants, and we were bored out of our skulls. (Not to mention slightly depressed about finals and our grades)
A day or two after our dorm mates left for the tournament the four of us were talking after school and complaining about how school was so boring and how it was so unfair that we had to go to school every freaking day, just because we were in the boarding. And then we saw that our matron had gotten a whole lot of chocolate from a past pupil who had come to visit her. And then yeshani told us that she when she got chocolate and sweets from people she kept them in one of the cupboards in her room. You know all stored up. Like a miser. So then that was when we came up with the plan. Actually thari came up with it and we all quickly agreed. We wanted to something at least a little bit fun anyway.
So the next day just after the sixth period we all met up in the ballet room, which was just a little away from our dormitories, to wait for our matron to go downstairs, leaving her room clear. We had a fun time chatting and fooling around in the ballet room, and of course keeping watch until she left. Then finally when the time came we put our plan into action.
Yeshani went to check if any of the maids were in the dorms. (Especially the mean ol' maid I spoke about earlier) "Ok guys,'' she said when she came back, "all clear. Miss G's gone downstairs and no one else is there."
"Alright let's go," squealed Thari, and Kavi and I followed her.
At that time there were two staircases that led upstairs to our dormitories, one which was close to the ballet room and was kinda steep and the other one was one that ended near the principal's office. And only the matrons and the seniors were allowed to use that staircase. Our matron used this staircase most of the time cuz it was easier and less steep. But anyway our plan was to keep one person on watch near each staircase just in case, while the other two searched our matron's room.
At first I was on watch near the main staircase, the one near the ballet room while Yesh was watching the other staircase, and Thari and Kavina were searching the room. Then they finally found them a whole box full of goodies, in one of the cupboards, but sadly most of them were not good brands like Cadburys and Hershey's and stuff. And there was only one slab of Cadburys.
"Hey Shan come here for a second," said thari. Puzzled I went inside the room and Kavi took my place.
"Whoa, that's a lot of chocolate. No wonder she's got diabetes," I said laughing.
Thari laughed too. "Ok so what do we take? We can't take the Cadburys cuz she might notice."
"Yeah... hmm… Ok the other chocolates are brands I've never even heard of. "
"I know right."
"Guys hurry up," Yesh called out in low voice.
"We need to go for lunch too."
I was busy examining all the chocolates. "Ok, ok... how about this? Ooh it's from brazil." I held up a large slab that had white wrapper with a pretty red and green design. "It looks good," I said judging it by the colorful wrapper. Thari glanced at it quickly. "Ok cool it does look good. Now let's go."
We went outside and Kavi and Yesh hurried over to see what we had taken. They were not entirely happy with our choice but it was still chocolate after all. It was better than nothing. Then we went inside our dorm to enjoy.
"Uh oh it has rice crispies." Said kavi, noticing the tiny writing on the cover.
"Oh no... "Moaned Thari and yeshani.
"I didn't see that cuz it was dark inside the room," I replied gloomily.
"Never mind let's see what it tastes like", said Thari. She opened it, and broke a few pieces, and Kavi, Yeshani and I followed suite.
Thari took the first bite and made a face. "Ugh..."
"What's wrong with it?"
Still making a disgusted face she said "I think it's expired."
My eyes widened in horror and I grabbed the rest of the slab and turned it over, mentally cursing myself for forgetting to check the expiry date beforehand. Then I sighed. Thari's usual drama. (I'm not the only dramatic one around here) "It's not expired, you dumb dumb."
"Yeah," Yesh agreed after she took a bite. "It's not, it just doesn't taste good." She made a disgusted face too. "Ugh."
Kavi didn't know what to do and I didn't either.
"maybe its cuz you' people don't like rice crispies," said Kavi before she took a bite. And then she swallowed with some difficulty.
"I don't think so…" said yeshani slowly in response to her reaction.
"Ok I'm going to take a bite," I said, curious to see what was up with the chocolate. Oh well they say that curiosity killed the cat. That was the first thing that popped into my head once I ate a piece. The chocolate that had looked so tempting when I first saw it in the room was dry and tasteless and was only made worse by the rice crispies. "Oh god," I moaned and clutched my throat in mock horror before I collapsed backwards on to my bed. (Please excuse my drama. Again)
The others looked at me like was nuts. "I'm so sorry peeps. I thought it would be tasty cuz it had a pretty wrapper. I'm such stupid idiot."
They forgave me thankfully.
"What do us with the rest of it?" asked thari.
"We can't throw it away cuz Miss might see it in the dustbin. So give it to the kids in Saint John's (one of the dorms in our boarding), "said yeshani grinning mischievously.
So after lunch I went towards Saint Johns. "Here guys do you want dessert?"
Their eyes shining they said yes.
"From where did you get it?" asked one of the girls.
"I brought it from home, it's from abroad," I said casually.
So that was the end of our great chocolate stealing adventure, which sadly ended in failure. But there's a good moral to this story. They say that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, well you can apply that to this situation as well; don't judge a chocolate by its wrapper. If only we could have stolen the Cadburys.