In an ancient world, there lived many creatures whom the inhabitants thought of as otherworldly Deities. Due to the vast amount of said creatures, many religions & cults sprung up across this world in worship of them, however no one religion was the...
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-Bianca Griselda-
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I wake up to the smell of my mother's baked goods in the oven. Me and my mother owned a cafe right outside the city. The privet schoolgirls stop by once and a while just to get a taste of my mom's famous donuts.
They aren't really famous, though they are well known by everyone in my small little town. My father has already gone to work I assume. He's the town's mayor, so he has to take care of everything. It's mostly boring.
Oh, what do I know, I'm not the mayor. Yet. I'm just joking, I mean I know it's twenty-twenty four, but come on now, who would let a girl become mayor? Besides I already know what I want to be. A baker!
I love bakers, not because my mom is one, it's because they can make so many foods and most people love them! And they can experiment and make new foods, or they can just bake foods and eat them!
I'm such a big foody.
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Once I'm done talking to myself, I get out of bed and put on my clothes I got out the other night, my tang-top has a beautiful sky blue, with black ripped jeans, and some black combat boots with blue chains, and ocean designed on them. I put in my golden circle earrings and tie my braided hair into a bun.
I then put on my apron and tie the strings together. I walk outside my room and go to my bathroom across the hall, I brush my teeth. Then, I turn off my lights in my bathroom and bedroom and go downstairs to see my mother dancing behind the counter baking.
She's playing "Cupid Shuffle" by Cupid, and other songs on her saved songs playlist. I chuckle to myself then go to the front door and turn the sign to "Open" with beautiful rainbow letters on it.
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Once I get behind the counter people rush in, just to taste my mom's donuts. I silently chuckle to myself, as I see one familiar face. My boyfriend, Arlo Mavrick. Arlo has been my boyfriend for six years now. We started dating when we were twelve.
Today he looks serious and not all happy and cheerful like he normally is. What's going on? When it gets to his turn I smile widely.
"Hey Arlo! What's wrong?" "We're done."
My eyes open wide, I stand there shocked. Why would be do this?! I've been nothing but kind to him! I gave him one thousand dollars two days ago! I even baked him things without asking him to pay!
