"I'm going to be sick."
Simon groaned, clutching his stomach after tasting yet another one of JJ's "cookies"."Same, to be honest."
JJ admitted, finally sitting down on one of that stools and taking a break from his 'baking'."You such an idiot. It's nearly 7pm and we've done hardly any work."
"Oh, calm down. It's not like you'll fail anyways. You eat, sleep and breath schoolwork on a daily basis."
JJ retorted."At least I don't have difficulty backing cookies."
Simon snapped, shoving JJ."Yeah? Go on then. It's not as easy as it looks."
"Sure."
Simon said confidently, trying to assure himself.There was no way he'd let JJ know that he quite frankly didn't know what he was doing.
"Uh, so... yeah. I- I'm backing cookies then..."
Simon muttered unsurely, trying not to look at JJ.He could imagine what kind of pathetic, smug expression he was probably making.
Simon somehow managed to mix the the batter together. He didn't know if it was the correct way of doing it though.
After arranging them on the tray, Simon shoved them in the oven, and turned it on.
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"Simon! They're not cooked properly."
"Really?"
Simon frowned trying one of his cookies.He immediately spat it out, as he realised JJ was right.
"Shit, you're right..."
"Yeah. They're like worse than mine."
"What!? You made like 5 batches and they were all burnt."
Simon said, rolling his eyes."Anyway, we need to study as much as we can in the holidays! We can't waist any more time, JJ."
JJ groaned in annoyance as Simon dragged him back upstairs to study again.
He could tell that it would be an long, long night.
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✋🏽🥲 it's been a while.
I'm so sorry for not uploading in a long time. I was honestly so stuck on what to write.I'm thinking of bringing the story to an end in a couple chapters <33
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