Claiming the Candy

I wasn't about to spend all morning stuck on that plastic base. I gave my shoes a sharp tug to unclick them from the pegs, took a firm hop, and landed squarely on the polished wooden desk. Right in front of me was a crinkly, bright red strawberry hard candy leaning near an open spiral notebook. It was practically half my size! I shoved it upright with both hands, bracing my shoulder against the twisted foil wrapper until it stood steady. Hmph. Not a bad prize for my very first trek across the desk. It even smells properly sweet.