Part One: My Other Half [COMPLETED]

F O U R T Y - O N E

C O O K I N G  C L A S S

ARYA SAVIER

I tightened the garter of my rucksack. My stuff threatened to fall off. As usual, I was running late for my cooking class and as bad luck would have it, I happen to have the ingredients my team needs.

The class is divided into 4 teams and each team is subdivided into pairs. I heard we're going to have a cooking contest today. But my mom's car happen to break down on the road and I couldn't get a cab anywhere, so what else is new?

I trotted towards the third floor left wing where the economics room was standing and where my cooking class is held I quickly pushed open the door.

"I'm here! Sorry I'm late!" I exclaimed, which earned the whole class' attention. Even the teacher at the front stopped talking and glared at me.

Ooops

"Oh, so this is Ms. Savier who you're talking about huh? The reason why your group couldn't start the activity?" The teacher raised her eyebrows and my team which was wearing a red apron all stared at me even Lieu was murdering me with his eyes. Snickers were heard around the classroom.

I flushed. I was really, really embarrassed.

"Where-were-you?!" Lieu fussed over.

"Sorry, sorry, got caught in the traffic!" I quickly said while scrounging up my hair into a ponytail. We can't cook if we don't tie our hair up.

"Oh, you mean you were late in waking up? Your hair is a disaster by the way." I heard someone chuckle and I glared at whoever spoke, only to find out that it was this jerk Prince.

Why the heck is he wearing our red uniform? Don't tell me he's my teammate!

"Oh shut up! Who says I need your opinion?" I retorted.

"Oh shut it you two! Now Prince explain everything to Arya, we don't have much time. The other groups are already gaining. And you! Arya! Stop fighting with your partner! Coordinate!" Lieu scolded us in his most superior tone and got back to our other teammates who are currently fussing over the ingredients. Lieu was wearing a hair net which means he was our team leader this meeting.

If I wasn't so afraid to offend Lieu I would insult this stupid guy smirking in front of me right now, non-stop.

"So what now?" I crossed my arms.

"Now, I don't care about you, but I really care about winning so let's get this together kay?" Prince rolled his eyes.

"So what? You're my partner now?" I said in an unbelieving tone.

"What? Do I look like I made that choice?" He raised his eyebrows at me.

*Sigh, "Fine! What do we need to do?"

"We're assigned in desserts, so we need to think of a menu out of the ingredients you brought." Prince said suddenly turning serious. He was currently fussing over the rucksack and started taking out ingredients.

"So how do we win?" I asked.

"The winner, is of course, the tastiest and teach hired some judges from the faculty. But then again, whoever finish last gets the punishment of washing the dishes, and I don't want that place. But because of you, I need to work double-time!" Prince murmured and it annoyed me.

"Do you know how to cook?"

He stopped then faced me, holding some weird ingredients then smirked. "Every man in my family knows how to cook Savier."