Highschool ( senior year )

Breaking the rules

" sweetie!" Dad said in my poor suffering ears

My dad woke me up...." What!"

" were leaving I expect you to cook for them please will be back in 1hr and 30 minutes" dad said

" I don't know how to cook I suck at cooking" I said

" you'll figure something out chow" he said and slammed the door shut

" ughh!!!"

I woke up from my bed and went straight to the bathroom I only brushed my teeth and went downstairs

I didn't even know I was only in a baggy shirt. It was my dad's....

I went downstairs and turned on the kitchen lights...

I looked in the fridge searching for something as simple as possible....

" morning" kaylie said

I recgnozied her voice

" hey what you doing up so early it's like 8" I said

" I could ask you the same thing" she said raising an eyebrow

" I have to cook you breakfast" I said

" oh well I've gotta go for my morning run I'll be back in 2hrs" she said

" well thanks for helping" I said

" I'll leave Justin to help you instead...right?" Kaylie said

I chuckled and kaylie was off

I placed the cheese and ham on the counter and put a pan on the stove and poured some oil in it....then I placed the ham on it...

Then someone from behind spoke" I think you have to turn on the fire so the ham could cook " he said turning on the stove and his hands reached out to it and I was squished or trapped inbetween his muscular arms......

" Urm...I knew that" I said

" sure you did...." He said

" what does that suppose to mean?" I said

" sarcasm " he said

" right..." I said

" you need any help?" He said

" awe you had a good side?!" I said sarcastically

" what does that suppose to mean? " he said

" sarcasm" I said

He raised an eyebrow" well played "

" thank you...can you spread the butter on the bread please" I said

" sure thing" he said

He took the knife and butter and spreader the butter perfectly on the bread...

I was looking at him I didn't even realize he was noticing

" why are you looking at me?" He said

" no reason just looking if you could spread butter that's all" I said

" am 17 I know how to make a sandwich " he said

" sure you did...remember when I was 12 you made me a sandwich for valentines?" I said

" yeah..?" He said

" it tasted like crap...and yes it is exactly an offence" I said

" my dad made that" he said

" sure...blame it on Mr George " I said
He chuckled

" whatever I know my dad made it and not me" he said