"I REFUSE!" I scream and shout...AND LET IT ALL OUT.
"Come on!" Mrs. CherryPie sighed in frustration. She's been trying to get me in the oven since I got out of freezer.
I do not adjust to cold and heat well.
"NO!"
"GET IN THERE, BLUEBERRY!" Mrs. CherryPie screamed, her patience coming to an end.
Oooooh, she was MAD. Trust me, you don't want to get Mrs. CherryPie mad.
"Fine." I huffed under my crust and slid into the oven.
Why did it have to be so damn hot in here?
My crust slowly turned from a pasty white to a gorgeous brown. Hmmm, I suppose looking tan wasn't the worst thing, but the heat! Oh, the heat.
It was almost unbearable.
Then, out of the blue, came a voice.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"
YOU ARE READING
The Life of Pie
RomanceYou should read this. No, seriously, you should; however, this story is only fit to be read by certain people. This story is just the right type for you if you... 1. Love pie 2. Hate pie or... 3. Want to marry pizza However, I happen to be engaged...
