A Glass of Orange a Day

Inspired by true events.

Drinking is a part of life, be it water, juice or pop, everybody has to drink (not alcohol though)but have you ever drank juice from a carton and placed it back into the fridge thinking you would never get caught? Or what about drinking tobacco spit from a coke can because it looked like coke? Or maybe reaching out and grabbing your sisters drink and spitting in it so she can't take it back and it becomes yours? I would hope non of the above has occurred but if it has then uuggh, totally gross.

"It is going to be the best party ever" my sister said on Saturday morning. I was not amused but I think that was due to jealousy more so than anything else.

"It's my Birthday party and all my friends will be there and I'm going to get loads of presents and".

"Blah, blah, blah, boring" I said trying so hard not to show that i was indeed very jealous.

"Have you seen the cake? Mum has done loads to eat" she continued.

It was true mum had brought a large cake and all the other party food and drink needed to have a wicked party. My sister had new clothes to put on and her dress was gorgeous I am not even going to describe it because I wanted it to be mine.

My sister was lapping up the attention and being such a brat, making innocent facial expressions to get what she wanted and everyone having to run around her because it was her birthday.

The party was planned for the evening and all her friends would be there, we had decorated the room and laid out a massive table with all her favourite foods on; the drinks well just Orange squash actually. Coke was very expensive and mum thought it would be too much sugar for us to have (especially since she read a recent article in the newspaper which indicated one glass of sugar in every glass of coke or something like that)so instead we had orange squash. It was ok though because my sister loved orange squash.

So the evening came and the party was in full swing, my sister showing off with all her presents and jumping around playing games like 'blindmans bluff' and 'British Bulldog'. Always wanting to win. We had eaten loads and my sister was going through the orange juice like it was the last time she would have it.

"Stop running around like that you will make yourself sick" mum yelled at her, trying to calm her down.

Little did I know that maybe I too should have stopped jumping around. As i picked up a glass to drink some more squash I felt a rising in my stomach and as quickly as that I was being sick in the only thing I had in my hand. The Glass.

Turning my face away from the others I quickly wiped my face on my sleeve and placed the glass on the table. It looked orange in colour and staring at it made me feel worse so I walked away to freshen up. Luckily nobody had seen and I was relieved to think I would not get into trouble with mum for it.

On my return I watched everybody having fun; it had totally slipped my mind about the glass full of sick on the table. Just a happen glance towards it, I remembered but as I walked towards it my sister had got to it first and before I could say anything ............