Bubble Gum Kisses

Kapittel 24.2

Kapittel 24.2

Vanessa

The sound of the doorbell suddenly ringing broke me off from my reverie of flying in a seven-colored pastel trail on peach-colored skies decorated with cotton candy clouds that rained cookies of various flavors.

"That must be Maxim. I'll go get it," I said before hurriedly getting off my feet and running towards the door. Something didn't sit right with me though, I had a slight shiver before I left the kitchen. It was like someone was glaring at me behind my back.

"Hi." The newcomer as soon as I opened the door. Maxim looked refreshing, simply wearing a classic oversized black tee tucked into his denim jeans. What added to his refreshing aura was the bouquet of flowers in his hand. Now that I think about it, I think Friso was wearing the same fit, the only difference was that his jeans were darker. If they were seen together in the getup, one would assume they were a dance duo about to perform a dance for "It's Too Late to Apologize."

"Hey, come on in." I fought hard to hold back my smile from cracking. I was dying to laugh. Just thinking about how similar they'd look made me want to explode a peal of laughter. "Mom and Friso are in the kitchen. We're having cookies, come on." I opened the door wider to let him in.

"Oh, that smells good all right," he stated, stepping a foot inside. He held his head high, his eyes closed with his nose leading the rest of his body. He looked like his feet were about to leave the ground. Was that how I looked when I was heading to the kitchen?

After closing the door, I went ahead to guide him inside. Hearing his footsteps following behind me, I resisted myself from laughing. The squeak of his shoes reminded me of dancing.

"Okay, we're finally complete!" I announced with a small hop when I arrived at the threshold, clasping my hands together happily.

"Hi," Mom greeted the new guest behind me who made a small wave with a coy smile. "You must be Maximillian. It's nice meeting you," she said.

Okay, I never knew this charismatic guy who seemed to wake up in a beach house, surfs as his morning workout, and smells like seawater and vetiver would be blushing and scratching the back of his head. At the back of my mind, he was that cool, reliant type of guy who knew no shame. Yet, here he was now, acting all small and shy in front of my mother.

"Maximillian Revel, Ma'am. And I uh... brought flowers," he introduced himself and came forward, offering the bouquet her way. "I saw them on the way when I passed by the flower shop. I thought it'd be awkward to just come here empty-handed," he added, putting a hand on his nape. Okay, he looks adorable being shy and all.

"Oh my. Thank you, young man." Mom thanked him leaning forward to accept the flowers. A small giggle left my lips when I saw his feet stagger a bit. "They smell great," she complimented after taking a vigorous sniff.

"I'm glad you like them," he replied, a small smile plastered on his face. "I hope it'll help make the house more beautiful."

"I'll put them on a vase. Here, I baked cookies..." she offered him while making her way out of the kitchen island. But she stopped midway. She looked at Friso who had been watching them silently all this time as well, then went back to Maxim, and then went back to Friso again. The process continued for a few moments.

"O-Oh my, what kind of twinning is this?" she asked, her bewildered gaze on them both, one hand covering her lips. "Are you guys part of a dance group or... something?"

I could no longer help but release my laughter when she asked. The two boys looked at each other in unison and looked at each other from head to toe. They looked like a pair of fraternal twins!