Chapter eight

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Your POV~

The last few days at school, since you left his apartment, you've been trying to avoid Oliver the best you can, but your mom would kill you if you skipped home Ec. So you had to go.

The bell rang for the last class of the day... Home Economics.

You walked in the classroom and Oliver looked unusually happy today. You sat down completely ignoring it, then Oliver stood up an walked to the front of the room with a large box.

"Hello class, yesterday I made some cupcakes on my own, and I want you all to play a little game." He said with a large grin on his face.

"A game? what kind of game?" Your friend Melissa asked.

"Well it has no name, because I made it up. But here are the rules. I give you a cupcake, you eat it, guess what kind it is, and try to re-make it." Oliver stated.
He started handing out the cupcakes but avoided you until last. He gave you a different cupcake with blue icing instead of pink like everyone else.

You bit into the cupcake and thought 'wow, he really is an amazing chef--' your thoughts were interrupted by you falling to the floor an passing out.

(A/N: sorry guys short update. But I'll update again soon; and I made this one short as a cliff hanger. Haha)

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