What makes the lounge? Sugar and spice and all things mice
This past Friday, the juniors decided to try their hand at a little class bonding. We got together in Room 109 for a viewing of the eternal classic "Cool Runnings." But what's a movie night without any squishy furniture, right? So we moved some couches from the lounge to 109.
As Jackie Hedeman and I were moving a particularly large and fluffy blue couch down the hall, I suddenly heard Lisa Micele (our class sponsor) scream. I jumped back as I saw a tiny mouse run from underneath the couch we were moving toward the lockers in the senior alcove. I hate to give into gender stereotypes, but most of the girls present were more than a little nervous about this little critter. We followed the mouse, trying to figure out how to get it out of the building, but alas, it slid under the Mac lab door. (By the way, fellow Gargoyle staff members, BEWARE!)
The mouse event came to a close, and the movie night went off without a hitch. But during the movie, I couldn't help but feel a little jittery, wondering exactly what was under those couches we were sitting on. Whatever happened to the lounge committee, anyway?
Daisy Hassani