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Lynn's pov

Today y/n was coming over for the bake sale. We read the needs for if you want to do participate in the bake sale, and you need to make at least 7 batches of whatever sweet you choose to make.

Apparently y/n is a 'phenomenal baker' according to Luna, but we'll see.

I heard a knock on the door, and ran over to door expecting y/n to be behind it. And as I guessed I was right.

She had on a Olivia Rodrigo shirt that wrote out "spill your guts" with the singers face throwing up(a/n. I really want that shirt) she also had on black jean shorts, but since the shirt was oversized, you couldn't really see them.

She smiled, and I smiled back "come on in!" I started with, walking y/n to our kitchen so that we can get started. "So I'm guessing you like Olivia Rodrigo?" I questioned, "nope. I love her. Live, love, laugh Olivia," she exclaimed, with a chuckle, as I giggled along with her.

Now I don't usually 'giggle' I feel like that's such a girle girl thing to do. But when I'm around Y/n, I notice myself letting a giggle out here and there. It really annoyed me how I'd get butterflies whenever I'm around her, but I just brushed them off. It was probably platonic butterflies and giggles. Definitely.

"So what sweet to do you have in mind to make?" Y/n asked, "uh maybe something easy, since the bake sales right around the corner," I replied "yeah thats probably a good idea. What about brownies?" She answered. "Okay!"

~six hrs later cuz I'm lazyyy~

"Phew we're finally done!" Y/n exclaimed, wiping her eye brow, as if there was sweat there, there wasn't.

I nodded my head in agreement. That was the longest six hours of my life! But it wasn't as bad as dreaded it to be. I kinda think y/n made it more enjoyable.

Y/n showed me a song by Olivia Rodrigo, called 'So American' and I liked it. She said it was one of her favorite songs on the album.

I noticed a bit of chocolate on y/n's lip. "Hey, you've got chocolate on your lip," I told her. "Oh thanks," "did I get it?" She asked. "No, here let me do it." I replied. I wiped her lower lip and got the chocolate off of it. I just now realized the position we were in. I could feel y/ns warm breath on my face, and I froze. My cheeks lit a bright pink.

After a few minutes, y/n pulled away. "U-um t-thanks ." She said, looking everywhere, but at me. "Uh yeah, you're welcome," I replied with. "Uh I'm gonna go. Make sure you leave the brownies in the fridge until the bake sale!" Y/n reminded me. "Um yeah, of course!" I replied , feeling super awkward.

I walked her to the door, and we said our good byes. As soon as she left I leaned against the front door, and sighed.

Holy mother of Jesus.

I went back to the kitchen and put all the brownies in the fridge.

I called everyone into the living room for a family meeting to tell them not to eat my brownies.

"Okay. So you all have heard about the bake sale that I'm doing with y/n, correct?" I started it off with

Everyone replied with a yes, or a yes-head-shake.

"Okay, well I make like seven dozen brownies, and if anyone of you eat even s crumb, every time I walk past the brownie eater, I'm gonna give them a hand slap for a week. Me and y/n worked hard on those, and you guys are not going to eat them, understood?" I said sternly.

Everyone slightly cowered, but still agreed.

I smiled and said "okay, well have a great rest of your day!" And walked off, leaving them all confused

Well this was an interesting day.

A/n

Hey guys!!

If you haven't listened to 'so american' by Olivia Rodrigo yet, I totally recommend it! I'm gonna kinda base this book on that song, so pleaseee listen to it!! Thnxxx

Also, sorry for the short chapter, this is kinda just a filler

Okay byee love ya all 💖 🤟🏻

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