Hidden Smiles

Prologue

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I look at the papers in front of me. They are fliers for jobs that are open and I have already tried half of them. None of those jobs s stuck with me however. Even when I managed to get hired, a problem always arises and I am in the center of it.

My last job was at a coffee shop. I had been cleaning the floor when my quill got in someone's food. I panicked and made things worse. I ended up spilling coffee every where along with the bucket of dirty water and myself.

My manager looked down at me and shook their head. I sighed at this and left.

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I look down at the papers again and decided to clear my head. Getting up, I walk over to the pantry to get out a few ingredients.

1 onion

1 clove of garlic

1 cup of oil

2 cans of tomato sauce

After that, I open the fridge.

half cup of milk

One third of pork loin

2 eggs

Once I prepared the ingredients, I began to cook. It was calming.

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I loved cooking, the meticulous preparation and plan.... not to mention all the steps I have to take. I may have been scared of all the dangerous tools and risks, but I loved to help my mother cook when I was younger.

The end result of a perfectly finished meal and the smile on my mother's face was enough for me. It helped when my dad would complement us when he ate it.

I miss them, but I can't live with them forever. My mom didn't mind, though my dad agreed that I have to be independent.

So I moved out when I turned 22 and finished college. Now I'm 23 and I am still struggling. I still call my parents, but job hunting makes it a little harder to do it often.

I felt bad when my friends try to help and I still get fired. I stopped talking to them for a few days out of shame. Eventually, they get me of open up again. I apologize and they say it's fine. I don't think it is.

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"What am I going to do? I need a job.....sigh..."

The phone rings, it startles me and my quills harden for a second before I realize it was just the phone.

My quills soften again and I answer it.

"Hello? Giggles! Oh, uh, I was cooking-what? Right now? Okay...."

Apparently I will be having Giggles over...

Hopefully I have enough...

Soon, Giggles was at my door and I let her in.

"Wow! That smells great, Flaky, you are one of the best cooks I know! You should open up a resturant."

"You haven't eaten it yet...."

"I have eaten enough of your food to know it tastes amazing, but in all seriousness, I love your cooking. Thank you so much for letting me come over!"

"Oh, n-no problem, I love having you over!"

Giggles smiled and sat down. I follow after.

I ate quietly as I listened to her chatter on about her week. In the back of my mind, I worry about how I will get a job.

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Bye~~