Ari's POV
I wake up, stretching my arms out as I yawn.
I hear someone squealing from the kitchen. Da fudge monkeys is that?
I walk out, invited by more screaming, then I smell it, burnt food.
I dash to the kitchen to see Paige waving the smoke away from her face.
"What the heck Paige?'' I burst.
"Oh! yeah....sorry! I..uhhh burnt the pancakes.." She sheepishly looks down.
"Omigod!" I roll my eyes.
Wow am I moody!
I dump the burnt batter away, open all the windows and oil up the pan with olive oil.
"THIS is why I don't cook." Paige pouts.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I ask.
"Cause I was trying to do it on my own...you looked so happy curled up with your pillow, and you were smiling...I was going to make you breakfast...because you're pregnant and all...I know that must be a lot of stress to have to do all that while pregnant....SO yeah." She rambles.
I smile, "Thank you for the effort!"
She giggles, embarrassed.
I flip the first pancake and another.
Once I finish I put them all on separate plates.
I make jumbo pancakes so I give Chloe one, Paige two, and me three.
"Whipped cream?" I ask.
Her eyes light up and she nods.
"What kind of fruit?" I ask.
"Strawberries." She says.
I come out and her pancakes have whipped cream eyes, then chocolate drop in the middle, a strawberry nose, and a cream mouth.
I give her the syrup.
"Wow these are amazing!" She says digging into the pancake.
"Where's Chloe?" I ask.
"At dance." She shrugs.
"Oh...I didn't know she danced..." I mumble.
For my pancake I put blueberry eyes, whipped cream nose, and chocolate chip mouth.
"You must have a lot of practice to make food....cause you're immortal and all." Paige chuckles to herself.
"Immortal?" Chloe asks' from behind Paige.
Both of our heads shoot to her direction.
"umm...a...n-no....uhhh..umm." I stutter.
"W-what do you mean?" She asks'.
"I-uh....I think you should sit down." I mumble.
She obeys and sits on the bar stool by the island counter.
"I'm immortal....I have been for a long time.." I say bluntly.
"So....you're like a vampire.." She questions.
"NO! I don't suck blood...I just...live forever...." I mumble.
"How...how old are you?" She asks.
"I-I'm three hundred years old...." I say.
Paige practically chokes on her milk.
I laugh at her.
"WOW.....wait...Paige knew and I didn't...WHY?" She asks' angrily.
