Once Upon a time in a not so perfect world Emma Kaye thumbled with her pencil. She knew her creative story was due to Mrs. Knotts tomorrow, and yet her paper remained entirely blank. She heeded a sigh and pushed back from her best up chestnut desk. A lunch break, that's what she needed Emma Kaye convinced herself. She darted down the stairs and began to fumble through the cabinet. She finally decided upon some kraft macoroni and cheese, the water could begin boiling in a minute. She slumped into the black wire chairs and daintily positioned herself onto the cushion. She eyed the boiling water in the pot from her chair, and then the unthinkable happened. Emma Kaye darted back upstairs and hurriedly grabbed her pencil and notebook, never mind writing wasn't her forte for science was and by the time her lunch break was over she was bound to have a suitable story in her hands.