Bake Me a Cake

Chapter 2 - Going back to school.

My phone began to ring interrupting my movie, I pick it up to see Margaret's number and immediately hung up. It's been a week since a got fired and I've spent that time in my apartment, Margaret has been calling me all week and every time I hang up, I'm in no mood to talk to her because knowing her she'll probably give me a life speech and take me shopping. Something I didn't want to do because all day it's been raining. A few minutes after her call there's a knock on the door, I let out a groan while getting up to answer it. It's probably her.

"Emily Walter what is wrong with you?" Margaret's leaning against the door frame staring at me.

"I'm in the middle of a good movie." I give her a sheepish smile, she walks past me.

Yes come in Margaret.

"What has happened in here? Place blow up?"

"Don't move anything, it's in its rightful spot."

"Girl your house is a mess!" And it's true I hadn't cleaned my apartment since I got fired.... so lazy. There was clothes all over the floor leading down the hallway into my bedroom, food packets and cups on the coffee table as well as blankets and pillows from my bed all over the couch. Margaret started picking up some of the clothes and walked into the laundry, from the couch I could hear her turning on the washing machine.

"Emily get in here!" She yells.

"Do I have to?!"

"No not at all, I just felt like saying it." She says sarcastically. I paused my movie and walked into the laundry.

"We are going to clean this place up and then we are leaving to go shopping because you have to get out of this apartment."

"Well I agree to the clean-up bit but do we have to leave? It's raining."

"Emily didn't I say I would be visiting you because whatever you have in here wouldn't last long?"
"Maybe." I say quietly knowing Margaret is right.

"Exactly, now go clean your lounge room."

"Oh, Fine!" I was about to enter the lounge room when Margaret calls out.

"You know for someone who has a very messy house, I'm surprised that your kitchen is clean."

"Hey! I might live in a messy house but I like to think my kitchen is always clean." I shout out to her and I processed to walk into the lounge room and clean it up.

"I'm not saying anything."

Much, nothing much

After a while the apartment was clean and I had gotten change into jeans and a shirt I brought last week. I walked out to Margaret who was waiting in the kitchen.

"Hmm, don't you look fancy?"

"Yeah no, what are you doing?" Margaret had her phone out and she was looking through my fridge and cupboards.

"I'm making a shopping list, got a problem with that?"

"No, you done though?"
"Yes, let's go." Margaret closes all the cupboard doors and walks out the apartment. I grab my purse and follow her, locking the door after me. We went to the grocery store first and brought all the necessary things I'll need for the next few days, after that we went shopping at Myers and brought more clothes, makeup and anything else that interested us. Margaret decided she wanted to buy a teapot so we went down to the kitchen appliances.

"Margaret get this one." I suggested to her. It was a little dark blue teapot.

"Oh yes it's nice, but Emily you have to get this one, matches your kitchen." Margaret points to a little red and white polkadot teapot.

"Hell yes, it's so cute." We go to the register and pay for all the stuff. On the counter there is a pamphlet for a cooking school, I show Margaret who simply nods.

I might go, I would be getting out of the apartment.

Deciding it might be good I take one, Margaret looks at me surprised. When we get back to the car Margaret asks.

"So are you actually going to go?"
"I might go but first find out what it's about."

"Ok. You like cooking so this might be perfect for you."
"Cakes. Margaret I like cooking cakes."
"Exactly, might be fun."

"Yeah I suppose so." Once we got back to the apartment Margaret follows me in and we started looking through the pamphlet. The school is called 'Life through Food' it was close by and not that expensive to join and there are types of cooking classes that I could do while at the school.

"First of what a name but look! You can make cakes!" Margaret said when I showed her the types of classes. "And it starts two weeks from now."
"I'm going to do it."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Something to do right." Margaret nodded and watch me sign up, after she said she had to go home. We said our goodbyes and I started to plan out what I will need for school.

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