Boarding with Boobs

Chapter 3

We arrived at Maison's house within thirty minutes. It was a beautiful two story home with an immaculate lawn and bird fountain in the middle. It looked very Victorian. We entered the house through his garage it was probably the cleanest garage I had seen in my life. The floor was painted and everything in there was organized.

When we entered his house I gasped, it looked like a friggin IKEA catalogue. When I saw his kitchen I all but died. I was taken aback by the sleek silver appliances and floor to ceiling cupboards. I mean dinner parties in this house must be amazing, speaking of which I was quite hungry. And as if on cue my stomach grumbled.

"Aw, is my little ogre hungry?" Maison asked.

"No" I said embarrassed, my cheeks getting pink.

"Well I think that little potbelly of yours begs to differ." He smiled.

"Shut up! I don't have a potbelly!" I said angrily.

"Now if my little untamed beast is a bit famished the zookeeper will have no problems whipping up something."

"No I refuse." Crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes.

"Well suit yourself babe cause I am hungry." He said turning his back to me and opening his humongous fridge.

My eyes spotted some leftover ribs and mashed potatoes. Oh why are you doing this to me, I thought to myself. Maison happened to pick up exactly what I was eye-raping at the moment and put it on his marble island. Then he reached in the cupboard and brought out a plate and loaded three spoons of mashed potatoes on it and grabbed three ribs. He then picked up the plate and placed it in the microwave. After two minutes he pulled it out and smirked at me.

"Mmmmm, smells delicious."

I couldn't agree more. The barbecue scent wafted to my nostrils and at that point I was literally drooling. As he ate he kept moaning which made me even angrier.

"Darling this is some good ol' home cooking." He said in a southern accent, teasing me all the more.

It's okay Izzy I thought to myself, it's just food. You can overcome this, just think of all the calories you are saying goodbye to. Atta girl, bye-bye bloating...and nutrition, and deliciousness and satisfaction,

"Pass that bowl of mash potatoes over here Cavanaugh."

"I knew you couldn't resist this beautiful edible masterpiece."

"Whatever" I snarled, grabbing the fresh plate from his hand.

I proceeded to load that sucker with two heaps of potatoes and three racks of ribs. I eyed Maison as I did this. He only smirked.

"Now that's what I'm talking about a girl that can eat! Marry me now" he sighed with a look of longing.

"Not in a million years and the only reason I'm taking so much of your food is because the more I eat the less you'll have left over."

"Good point, but also because you are a carnivorous beast."

"That too" I agreed.

After eating for almost an hour we finally headed up stairs. His room was like an average teenage boy's room. Pictures of woman in bikini's littered his walls and the ever so unexpected SAT prep book sat on his side table. I opened up the book and skimmed through the pages as I plopped myself onto his bed, my head resting on his pillow. After eating I always got tired.

"I never knew you were planning on going to school in the states?"

"Yeah, I really haven't told many people, meaning no one" he said laying down beside me.