Flour Daddies [BxB]

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Chapter One (Edited)

The Baby Project

The picture above is of Daniel

Daniel's POV:

I woke up to the noisy ring of my phone's alarm, groaning as I fell of the bed while trying to put off my damn phone. Arrgh. My head aches so much. I shouldn't have drunk so much last night knowing full well that I had school this morning. I HAD SCHOOL THIS MORNING! Shit! I grabbed my phone off my side table and looked at the time. 7:30AM.

I jumped off the floor, making me fell a bit dizzy and I had to hold my bedpost so I won't fall down. I ran into my bathroom and did my morning routine fast and dressed in a blue shirt and black jeans and slipped on a pair of black Vans that had white soles. I had an assignment to submit this morning by exactly 8:00AM. I checked the time again and it was 7:45AM. New record.

I didn't hear the sound of any human life within the house so I assumed my parents must have taken my little sister to her school and must have gone to their various places of work by now. My dad was a Lawyer and my mom, a nurse. Her shift must have started by now. But the least they all could have done was waking me up before leaving. Anything could have happened.

I ran down the stairs towards the kitchen and opened the medicine cabinet. Grabbed a Paracetamol sachet and popped two pills into my mouth, taking a glass of water to wash it down. I opened the fridge and grabbed two breakfast bars, throwing one into my pockets and opening one as I ran to my bicycle.

I peddled like a mad man and I was sure I would be very sweaty when I get to school. Luckily for me I had extra clothes in my locker at school. I got to school by 7:59AM and ran into the school without even locking my bicycle. I got to the Staff room and saw the other students in a line, submitting theirs.

When it got to my turn the teacher looked up at me, smiled and shook her head at me.

"You do know that you were the reason everyone is submitting this early, yet here you are drenched in sweat". I didn't reply, just smiled to disguise my ultimate hate for her at the moment. We had this love-hate thing going on.

"But at least you are on time because I wouldn't have taken any excuses from you today". I placed my exercise book containing the assignment and walked away before remembering that in my haste I didn't lock my bike.

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"So class today I am going to be grouping you guys for a class project. Two students in each group". The home economics teacher said and all the students groaning in annoyance. I didn't have strength for a group project. The only reason I joined this class was because I love food, not unnecessary projects.

"Make all the noise you like, we are still doing this". The teacher smirked before continuing, "The project you guys are going to be working on is quite simple and practical and it you guys are going to be extremely careful with it. But first, I have written all your names in tiny pieces of paper and folded them. They all inside this basket- she brings out a basket filled with tiny folded white paper, "- anyone you pick is your partner for this project".

I couldn't care less who picked me or who I picked, it really doesn't matter. Half of the class walked towards the class and picked their papers and I laid my head on my desk. Then I felt a pat on my back and I groaned and looked up. It must be my partner. It was a guy (which was better in so many ways) and he was handsome. I wonder why I have never seen him in class before.

"Hi. Am Felix, your partner for this project". The dark-hair coloured guy said and I could have sworn that I saw a blush on his cheeks but I could be wrong. My eyes had been disturbing since two weeks ago but I keep forgetting to visit an eye doctor.

"Hey. The name's Daniel. But you already know that". I said with a smile and motioned for him to sit on the desk near me. He seemed genuinely surprised that I offered him a sit near me. I normally don't and everyone in the class knows that, even the teacher.

I turned back my attention to the teacher as she started explaining further on the things we have to do in the project.

"I have the bag of flour here guys, quit frowning it's going to be fun. This is to teach young people about responsibility and how to take care of a young one. I know they aren't real young ones or toys but we couldn't afford those, so... Anyway the rules are:

1) If the flour falls on the ground and tears open, you have failed this project. Don't bother buying a new one because I know the ones I gave you and they all marked where you guys can't see them.

2) If the flour is dented in anyway, you lose marks.

3) You can design your flour bag, y giving it eyes, nose, mouth or even dressing it up in diapers and clothes. It gives extra marks. You can also give it a gender. It's your baby.

4) Do not bathe it; you can use a wipe to clean it.

5) You can bring it to school; you guys have permission to do so. You can't leave a baby home by itself. Leaving it at home costs marks.

6) Lastly, you guys must report to me every day about your progress and you must be with your baby. Report to me in the morning and before you leave the school in the evening or afternoon. Failure to report, you lose marks".

The rules were too much but nothing I couldn't handle, I took care of my baby sister when she was born five years ago. I tuned back in on what the teacher was saying.

"Take good care of your flour babies. Take care of them as you would take care of your own baby. If you own gets torn or broken due to manhandling, you lose mark. If it was by mistake, you get another one but you would still lose marks. Now come up here and take your babies". My teacher squealed. "I feel like a stork".

I motioned for Felix to go bring our baby. I wish we were given twins. I love twins but we can't get all we want, can we?

Felix brought back our baby flour bag, carrying it like a father would care his new born. He would make a good father one day. He handed the flour bag over to me with ultimate gentility and I cuddled with my flour baby. We are so going shopping after school.

A/N: Welcome to the first chapter of Flour Daddies. I hope you guys enjoyed it. The chapters are not going to be long as I said previously but I'll try. What's your favorite colour? Mine's Peach and Purple

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