A Sweet Little Angel

Chapter 2

~Akira's POV~

After Ichigo and I introduced ourselves, she got bombarded by questions from a few girls.

I was able to escape the girls but I was not able to hear what they were talking about.

Oh well.

I walked away to go get changed and then walked over to the crowd surrounding the teacher.

"Amano-san, I'll have you join the A-group," the teacher said and then looked over to me and continued speaking,"Tsubaki-san, I'm not sure where to place you since we have an odd number of students."

"I'll be fine working solo if that's what you want"

"No, I didn't mean that. I think I'll have you join A-group too."

"That is fine with me."

Once it was confirmed, the whole class erupted into questions and gossip.

"Today's lesson is mille crepe. Mille in French means a thousand. After spreading the cream on the fries pancake and folding it multiple times . . . "

I didn't pay attention to the rest of the lesson, I knew this already.

"Well then, please begin."

The class separated into their groups and was supposed to do their work but instead stares at us.

No matter, I can still work.

~~..**..~~

"Kashino's mille crepe is done."

The teacher walked up to grade his mille crepe.

"There is nothing to criticize about the shape and the taste of it. It's flawless, Kashino-kun. You'll be able to open up shop soon."

"I'm done," Andou said.

"It's completed," Hanabusa followed up.

"I finished too," I concluded,

"Andou-kun, Hanabusa-kun, and Tsubaki-san have passed. Has Amano-san finished too," she questioned Ichigo.

"Somehow."

She held up a burnt mille crepe while the teacher commented,"You're not kidding me, aren't you?"

"A-group, minus ten points."

~Time Skip~

After what had happened during class with Ichigo and Kashino, Ichigo ran away.

I hope she's okay.

"Akira, are you okay," Sugar asked.

"Ah. I'm fine."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, I'm sure Sugar," I groaned out.

"Then let's get moving, the cookies might burn."

"Wait what?!"

I rushed over to the oven and found that the cookies were just fine.

"Sugar . . . you did not just do that."

"Oh I so did and it was the best," she cackles out and then bursts into laughter.

"SUGAR," I whine out, the "mature" aura I had cracked and I acted childishly.

"It's your own fault for spacing out," she continues while laughing.

"No fair," I started to pout," it's not my fault that I space out!"

We both continue to bicker back and forth about the silly, little prank Sugar played.

That is, until the room started to smell like burnt cookies.

"AKIRA THE COOKIES!"

"OH NO."

"DON' T JUST STAND THERE, DO SOMETHING!"

"I'M TRYING!"

"THEN TRY HARDER. I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

"Wait can you even die?"

". . . I never thought about that."

-beep beep-

"THE COOKIES!"

~~..**..~~

Omg the last part was fun for me to type out.

Either way, I hope you like it even though I totally blanked out on the name for Ichigo's teacher.