We S. H. A. L. L. Reign

I'm Bored

I learned that school in the UK start a month after schools in America starts so now I have a free month before Me and the boys leave for school. I'm extremely bored.

It's been a week since I got here and I've already read half of one suitcase. I got to know Huey and Aaron better but when talked to Lucien he only grunted and stared. I was still trying to befriend him but that wasn't going the best.

I looked out my window and saw Lenny, Aaron, and Huey heading away from the house with a ball in hand. I ran down the stairs and ran after them.

"Hey!" I shouted slightly out of breath. "What are you doing?"

"We're going to play football." Huey smiled, he was always smiling.

"Or as Americans call it soccer." Aaron did a really bad American accent impression when he said soccer.

"Can I play?" I smiled and fluttered my eyelashes.

"Sure. We need a fourth player." Lenny shrugged. "Did you get any better in the last two years?"

I scoffed and flipped my hair. "I was good to begin with." Lenny gave me a look. "Okay fine I sucked. Why do you need a fourth player? Where's Lucien?"

"I don't know. I think he is cooking but then he got mad when I called it cooking and said he was baking not cooking." Lenny said all this in mocking voice.

"What's he baking?"

"Something sweet. Guy has a huge sweet tooth." Huey tossed the football in the air.

"Ok bye!" I ran off towards the house again.

"WHAT ABOUT FOOTBALL?" Lenny shouted. "WHO'S GOING TO BE OUR FOURTH PLAYER?"

"ASK GRANDMOTHER!" I shout back and stumble back into the kitchen.

Lucien stood there in a pink apron with the jar of flour in his hands. I saw he had laid out all the ingredients for cookies and had already started to preheat the oven. He saw me walk in he froze like had been caught at the scene of a crime.

"Hello, Pruitt." I smiled at him and he squinted his eyes at me with suspicion in them.

"What do you want, Samantha?"

"Call me Sammy everyone does." I winked at him. He just stared me then turned around with out replying. After an awkward silence and I asked, "What kind of cookies are out baking?"

He looked up with confusion on his face. "You know that I'm baking cookies?"

"Yeah, I make cookies all the time."

He sat there, absorbed what I said, and grunted out, "Triple chocolate."

"Cool! Can I help?" I walked over and grab the rose patterned apron.

"Do I have a choice?"

"Nope." I smiled and patted his head, which I had jump to reach.

He looked at me suspiciously again. "Why do you want to help?"

"Because I like baking and I would like to spend time with you." I sat on the counter and kicked my legs back and forth.

He sighed. "Fine." He grabbed my hips and shifted me over in the counter so he could have more room.

Why was it so...hot?

I sat there on my counter talking while Lucien poured in ingredients. "Mix." He would grunt out every once and while.

He never looked up at me. I need to fix that.

"Pruitt." He didn't look up. "Lucien" I said in a sing-songy voice, he still didn't look up. I sighed out and said, "Luc."

He stopped putting cookie onto the cookie sheet. He looked up slowly, sighed, walked out, came back, took me off the counter, grabbed another cookie sheet, and continued putting cookies on them.

Just when I thought he was going to ignore me, he muttered, "What?"

"Nothing. You just don't ever look at me." I shrugged and leaned next to him on the counter.

"Maybe I don't want to." He replied quickly. I would have been offended if it sounded like he meant it.

I fake gasp, "How could you not want to look at me!" I leaned against him with my hand on my forehead, he stiffened. "Am I not the most beautiful woman you've ever seen?" I slid against him all the way to the floor.

He moved back letting making me fall, but just as I thought my head was going to hit the floor he put his hands under my head quickly.

I smiled up him and cooed, "Aww, you do care about me!" I tapped his cheek and sat up. He mumbled something and turned quickly to put the cookies in the oven.

The cookies were delicious.