The Song Of The First Star: Prologue

Chapter 7: Thank God for Ioana!

As promised, the second and last chapter for today!

Warning!: Ioana might be considered by some of you a Mary Sue. Sorry for that, but that's how the story must be like. Again, sorry...

Well, if you still wanna read the chapter, go ahead! Enjoy the chapter!

Thanks!

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After a good night's sleep, the girls where ready for school. Tamara and Alexandra woke up much later than Ioana, who got up at 6 AM and started making breakfast.

  Only nearly an hour later, did the two girls appear downstairs, and in the kitchen. What greeted them shocked them both. Ioana, who looked ready for school, had an apron tied around her hips, her hair tied up in a high ponytail and her attention down into a cooking pan, one hand clutching the handle, the other holding a fork, mixing whatever she had in the pan.

  "Wha.."

  It was then, when they finally saw a plate full of pancakes, one of sausages and ham, and one with nice, golden-looking, potatoes. Finally, two, big plates, each with a big delicious omlet. All of them were on the table, put exactly in front of their seats, and to the two girls it looked like heaven on Earth.

  "Oh... My... God..." was the only thing that Ale could get out, and in that moment, her brain was stopped by her hungry stomach. 

  So, in the next millisecond, she appeared in her usual seat. But, as she was about to grab her fork and dive it into the delicious food, her hand was gently, but firmly, slapped away.

  "Cha!" Ioana slapped her best friend's hand. "Wait 'till I finish and join you! Where are the manners I taught you?" she glared at her like an angry mother did to her naughty children.

  "Foame!!!" was the desperate hoarse groan that, from Ale's point of view, was the most acceptable and sincere response. Instead, she got another glare.

  Tamy, though, was more refrained, but only because she didn't want to be scolded like her friend. If she could have, she would have done exactly like Ale... But... The risk that Ioana would kick them out and not give them the little piece of heaven that she made, was too high! Everyone knew just how amazing Ioana was at cooking. Even the persons outside their friend group. Even the teachers. Thanks to the cooking 'contest' back in their 7th grade, they discovered their friend's talent, and, coincidently, the next grade they had another cooking 'contest', and that time the whole class had to do a plate for every teacher in the school, including the principals. Let's just say that the teachers looked at Ioana with more respect from then on. But, the grades didn't change. Like they could! Ioana only had A+, A, A-, and the occasional B here and there.

  Ale and Tamy watched as Ioana took a clean plate from a cupboard and put the omelet, they now could see, on it. It was smaller than the ones that stood in front of them. Even than the normal sized ones. Clearly, she wasn't going to eat like she should have. That was increasingly worrying, but not that serious yet.

  "Okay. Firstly - not that I have something against this, goodness gracious! May you surprise us like this again sometime soon! - what's the occasion? And, secondly, from where did you get this much food? When I checked last night for a late snack, I saw that there wasn't that much food left in Frigiderius. Of course, after I finished my snack, there was even less." Ale said. She was really trying to contain herself, least she gets another glare from her friend, and banished from the glorious food in front of her watering mouth.