Steal My Ketchup?

I was standing bored at the counter of the fast food restaurant I work out. Absentmindedly I tapped a pen against the counter, waiting for a customer to come in and order something. I didn't have a problem with working on Halloween night, but I didn't want to waste it standing around doing nothing.

Suddenly the door that leads to the patio swung open and immediately I was intrigued. First of all, no one ever uses that door, especially now that it's Fall and starting to get cold. But what really caught my eye was the fact that the group of fellow students at my school seemed to be rushed...and were carrying a large pumpkin. They neglected the counter and went straight for the ketchup dispensers. I looked at them curiously wondering what to do. Should I tell my manager that they were stealing ketchup and ruin their plan or whatever they were doing? Should I join them? Should I ask them if they need anything?

I recognized one of the guys as being in one of my classes but I couldn't remember which. One of the girls looked familiar too, but I wasn't sure who she was. One of the guys I didn't recognize came to the counter and asked if he could have some forks and knives. He had snake bite piercings which I really don't like, but cool hair, so I reluctantly grabbed a handful of forks and knives and handed it to him.

"Thanks, we're on a really intense scavenger hunt," He explained without me asking.

"Oh," I replied, still confused.

The guy I recognized joined the guy with the snake bites at the counter.

"Hello," I said, "You're in one of my classes."

"I am," He said, then paused.

The group started to leave.

"English!" he shouted as he turned to go.

"Yeah, English." I said to myself. I watched them go out the door, wondering what they were planning to do with all the ketchup and forks and knives. I couldn't exactly decide what to think of it. For a minute I thought to myself about the whole event, being the only one who seemed to notice anything had happened, and finally came up with my feelings about it.

"I so wish I were on that scavenger hunt." I said to myself. It's probably the most sure I've ever been about anything.

But alas, I had to work. I seriously considered for a minute running out and joining them, but they were long gone and I needed the money. So, no I will spend a nice night making s'mores with my friend and then writing a lot. Yay, life.