I woke up to the sound of birds chirping, mainly because I hate that sound. I couldn't wait for another day of school (gag). I got out of bed, took a shower, got dressed and went down stairs to see homemade swamp water waffles sitting on the counter.
"Yum." I say to myself as I take the first intoxication bite.
" They might be even better than conduring itself." I hear my brother say.
"Nope, nothings better than that." I say matter of factly. Conduring is like a witches cooking. Except it has alot of weird ingredients. It's like making a potion, but it doesn't turn you into a frog or something.
I love to condure. It's like my passion. I spend every waking moment I have practicing my skills, inventing new dishes, and so much more! Everyone thinks that I'm a good condurer, I just love it so much. I eat (duh), sleep, and breath conduring!
Anyways, as I was walking down to the end of my street to my bus stop, I saw Veronica drive by in her dumb-ass buggie/convertible. I gave her a smart-ass wave as she drove by. She glared again, then gave me the finger.
"Ooo! You got me bad!" I say in a smart-ass tone! I then see my bus pull up and I hop on only to be greeted my Roman (great).
"Hey sexy thang!" Roman says, "Wanna come to my place for a physical? Your four years over dew! Plus your looking a little pale. It'll be the best physical of your life!" He continued. I just ignored it.
"Hey babe! I'm talking to you!" Roman says as he wrappes his arms around my waist from behind me.
"Get off you perve!" I scream in his face.
"Or what!?" Roman challenges as he goes to touch my ass. I get my arm out of his grip and I elbow him in the jaw just before he makes it.
"Or that!" I scream as I get up to move to a different seat.
WHEN I ARRIVED AT SCHOOL, I was greeted once again by Veronica and her circus act of a friend, Annika.
"Hey boob," I say as I walk past. And I litterally mean boob! Her boob job is so "well done", you could crush a watermelon in between them!
" Shut up you ass," she snapps back.
"As you wish, your highness," I say in a sarcastic tone.
I continued to walk towards the school were I have Conduring as my first class, yay! I practically ran across the field and into the school. I started to actually run once I got in the school. I was so excited to get to Conduring because today was the day when one of my favorite celebrity condurers is comming in to judge our skills. His name is Franko Delarose. Isn't that an amazing name! The only problem is that he's not actually a witch, he's just married to one.
I walked into class, the smell of homemade mushroom bread dough filled my nose. I moved slowly towards my seat and waited for the arrival of Franko Delarose. I was jumping up and down inside. I was on the brink of exploding when Mystery walked in and sat down next to me.
"Hey." she greeted me.
" Oh my gosh, hey! I am so exited! I think I might scream when he walks in!" I said a little too loudly, because the teacher looked up from his papers and gave me a snotty look.
"Calm down, Vesta. I know he's like your favorite cheff of all time and everything, but I don't think you'll score any points by having a heart attck." Mystery sayd back, trying to calm me down.
"Ok, ok. I'll try to calm down."
But my promise was left unkept. Because when Franko walked in to our class, I let out a little sqeal.
"Vesta!" Mystery wispers. "Calm down!"
I simply nodded. I was to starstruck to even speak. Franko started by explaining the rules of our conduring showdown.
"You must make me a dessert using mushroom bread dough, liquid frog legs in a can and cow eyeballs. You have 30 minutes to complete this challenge. I will judge you on taste, prestentation and use of the ingredients." His words were like inspiration in themselves. And with his thick Italian accent piled on top, it was to die for!
"Your time starts. . .NOW!!" Franko screams. All of the contestants go rushing towards the fridge and pantry, gathering up all the tools and ingredients needed for their own unique dishes. This was so much fun. I was making a cow eyeball and mushroom bread dough truffle with a liquid frog leg and chocolate dipping sauce. It was something I made for my family all the time, and they loved it! I had this competition in the bag.
"15 minutes!" I hear Franko scream overt the noise of blenders and timers going off. I was finnished the truffles, I had to start the sauce now. I was starting to panick. The chocolate hadn't completely melted yet and I had 10 minutes left! I decided to use a heating spell to speed things up. Thank goodnes spells were allowed if needed.
I was just finnished putting my dish on the plate when I hear Franko sream,
"Time! Stop what your doing!"
I made it! I knew I would. I was proud of the dish I made and I started to get bullerfies when Franko came around to taste it. He picked up one of the truffles and dipped it carefully into the sauce. He lifted it up to his mouth. . .and. . . I heard nothing. Then,
" The batter is horribly mixed, the sauce is much too runny. No, no this is a disaster. You are disqualified." My heart stopped.
I almost fell to the ground, actually I think I did. I was traumatized. Did he really think it was a disaster? If he did, I would never condure again. I wanted to just give up everything I worked so hard to achieve. I was giving up. That is, until I felt Mystery gently touch my arm. I looked up.
"He hated it," I told her.
"I know. Don't worry about it Vesta, he just a big fat jerk. He knows nothing about conduring, he's a human! How would he possibly know what conduring is truly about? He doesn't, that's the answer. He doesn't deserve to taste your amazing food. Don't let him knock you down. Don't give up on something you love just because one person doesn't like it. They can knock you down, but don't let them know they beat you , even if they did. Just come back stronger. I know you won't give up Vesta."
Hey guys. I want to dedicate this chapter to my best friend @XoxTormentxoX. She just went through a really hard time when someone said her writing sucks. She almost stopped writting because this person was a beloved author of her's. She almost gave up what she loves the most in her life because one person was being a jerk. And what's worse is this person hid behind a stupid screen and insulted her amazing work in the comment box. NOT COOL! I wanted to dedicate this to her because Vesta is going through the same thing in this chapter.
I want everyone reading this to know that it's not ok to do things like this. So if you've ever posted something mean on someone's page, or made someone feel bad about themselves, APOLOGISE!!! Say your sorry and MEAN IT! Don't just say it for the sake of saying it. Because you never know how much it will affect them. So if you do something like this, or you expercience it, or you see someone do it to someone else, DO SOMETHING!!! That report button is there for a reason.
