Love Rectangled

Seven

On Tuesday in Home Ec. class, Miss Maddox started our practical and gave us a task to make sandwiches and milkshakes. Every pair was given a separate counter, and they had their own ingredients, ovens, cutlery, and crockery to use.

I made the sandwiches with no difficulty and was cleaning the strawberries for the milkshake. I eyed Noah, who sat on the stool, with his earphones on. He still hasn't talked to me and since the class began he did nothing to help me. He just sat in his seat, continuously writing God knows what in his journal.

I don't mind cooking alone, because I'm good at it. But we had to clean our mess after every class and I hated that the most. If things stayed like this and I had to clean everything while Noah just sat there, that would not happen.

I won't do all the work like a fool while he gets the credit for free.

I glanced at Miss Mad, who sat on her seat reading her magazine. I still wondered what kind of magazine she read with such interest.

Moving closer to Noah, I whispered his name but he didn't respond. I called him again a little louder but he remained unfazed. I huffed in irritation and nudged his shoulder.

He took his earphones off and glared at me. "What?"

"What do you mean, what? This work..." I gestured toward the sandwiches I made. "We're supposed to do this together since we are a pair. So why am I doing it alone?"

"You didn't ask for help." He flatly said closing his journal.

"This is group work. You have to help me whether I ask you or not." I grumbled.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked in a bored tone, making my blood boil.

"You take this." I took the blender and threw strawberries in it. "And you add the ingredients," I added milk and sugar into it then put it on the machine and snapped at Noah. "Then you press this!"

"Wait-" I didn't let him finish and pressed the button with full force. The moment I pressed it, I knew I should have listened to him.

SPLAT!

A loud gasp escaped my lips and my eyes squeezed shut when the whole milk splashed on my face and clothes. The entire class guffawed at me while I cleaned my eyes with my fingers. I gaped at my now wet top with my jaw dropped.

I forgot to put the lid on!

Peeking at Noah, I saw him covering his mouth with his hand as he tried not to laugh but failed. When he saw me glaring at him, he cleared his throat and coughed.

"You, ah... You forgot to close the blender."

"No shit Sherlock." I gritted.

"Miss Wolf." Miss Maddox came in front of our counter looking amused. "You got something on your clothes." She gestured towards my crop top. The entire class continued laughing at me.

"Of course I did." I fumed and turned my head towards Noah. "It's all your-"

"Why are you blaming him for your mistake?" Miss Mad cut me off.

"Because it's his fault!" I pointed at my top and shrieked. "This is Balmain. Do you have any idea how expensive it is?!"

"Oh, I'm aware of that Miss Wolf." She gave a longing glance at my top then mocked me. "And you shouldn't be wearing it if you can't take care of it."

I side glanced at Noah who kept his head down as he snickered. Inhaling a sharp breath, I stomped my foot and dashed out of the class with Emily behind me.

Arg! I'll deal with you later Noah!

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"It's not working!" I screamed as I cleaned my top in the girls' bathroom. "I smell like rotten milk!" I turned towards Emily, who stood next to me staring at her phone. "What kind of milk do they use here?"