Drista?

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                                 Dream POV

-Drista? What are you doing? I ask.

-Uhm, nothing. She answers, sounding very... suspicious?

I turn around and see Drista... baking something?

-What are you doing? I ask, once again.

-Uhm, I thought some dessert could be nice. So i decided to bake a cake.

-Okay? What type of cake are you making then?

-Some chocolate cake. Found the recipe online.

-Nice, when's it done?

-Uhhh, like 20 minutes, I think.

-Okay, you're responsible for all that. I'm making dinner.

-Not now right?

-No, maybe at like 8? 9?

-Yeah.

I walk up to my room and lay down in my bed.
Who even were those guys? And why did they care so much that I talked with Ava? Like, mind your business.

I scroll on my phone for a while, but you know how it is. Time flies by and suddenly its 7.50pm. I should start cooking dinner, shouldn't I?

When I walk down the stairs, I can smell chocolate cake.

-You didn't burn it right? I ask Drista from the kitchen, she was in her room.

-No I didn't, it's currently in the fridge. Are you going to cook dinner?

-Yeah. Do you feel like eating pasta?

-Sure.

-Alright.

I begin to cook the dinner. (A/N: lol idk how to cook sorry that's all you're getting about him cooking dinner)
Since it's oddly quiet, the only thing making a sound being the pasta cooking, I decide to put in my headphones and play some music.

I press the shuffle button on my playlist and I soon hear the song "This december" by Ricky Montgomery playing.

Soon enough, after listening to some more songs and cooking the food. Dinner's ready.

-Drista, food! I say loudly, hoping she would hear me.

-Okay! She shouts back, and after like 10 seconds she walks out of her room and to the dinner table.

We sit in silence for a while, eating our food.

-So, did anything happen on your walk? Drista says, breaking the silence.

-Well, there were like three assholes who talked to me. But other than that, no.

-What'd they say?

-I don't even know what they were talking about to be honest. Something about that homosexuality is wrong.

-Really? Drista says, looking surprised.

-Yeah. Oh and they wanted to fight me.

-Wait, three versus one? Were they so scared of you?

-Well, one of them did offer me to fight him only, but I didn't really feel like fighting someone who has two friends with him.

-Yeah. But you said they were homophobic? Why did they talk to you then?

-I sit besides a girl in class who's gay apparently. Not that I give a shit, but they do I guess.

-Pathetic.

-Yeah.

Drista has always had an opinion about what's right and wrong. She's always been, I don't know, supportive towards basically anyone who's lgbtq. She's never said anything racist. I guess our parents raised us well. Neither of them are racist or homophobic or anything like that.

We both eat our food, and put the dishes in the dishwasher.

-By the way, has mom or dad called you? I ask Drista when she puts her dishes in the dishwasher.

-No, why?

-Just wondering when they'll come back.

-Okay, but are we eating cake now or in a bit?

-I don't mind eating it now, but it depends on what you want to do obviously.

-We can eat it now. But not the whole cake right? I mean it would be nice to be able to eat it some other day you know?

-Yeah, I don't think we can eat the whole thing anyways so...

When we've eaten one piece each of the cake, we both walk to our rooms.

-Drista? I shout when walking up the stairs.

-Yeah?

-You're good at baking.

-Thank you!

I walk up to my room and continue to look at my phone. I don't even know what the time was when I fell a asleep, but when I wake up again, it was because of my alarm. It's 6.30am and I'm hella tired. I sit on my bed and watch my phone for like 5 minutes, then I stand up and get dressed.

I walk down to the kitchen and see if there's anything I can eat for breakfast. It's now 7am. I hear Dristas alarm from her room, apparently she likes to sleep for a longer time than me on the morning.

After a while we take our jackets and walk outside...

word count: 756 words.

short and lowkey boring chapter but sorry lmao

i just got like a main idea for whats going to happen lmao, its gonna be good i think.

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wait i wrote this yesterday, how did i not notice i didnt publish it?

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