Turning Back (CDV2)

Chapter 4

Your POV:

I woke up early and felt arms around me. It was warm.

What the?

I turn my body around to face my husband, Carlos.

He lay there motionless with a huge grin on his face.

I smile back and giggle.

I kiss his nose and struggle out of his grasp.

I quickly change and eat breakfast.

By the time I am done, Carlos is waking up.

"Good Morning."

"Good Morning, my love."

"I have to leave soon to get to class. I'll be back in three to four hours."

"When do you leave?"

"What are you talking about?"

"When do you leave to go to the Castle for the competition?"

"Um, in like three days... why?"

"That way I can go cheer you on."

"Awe."

I check my phone.

"I have ten minutes to get to class. I'll see you in a few."

"Alright. Text me if you need anything."

"I will."

I give him a quick kiss and leave the room.

I walk down the hall and out to the main plaza and I run into Mrs. Potts.

"Good morning, (f/n)!"

"Good morning."

"Heading to class?"

"Yeah."

"Good. We are in a different room today."

"What? Why?"

"Because Mr. Coggsworth is also teaching a culinary class and we decided to bring the two classes today."

"Oh. Okay."

I follow her to Mr. Coggsworth's class, which is on the other side of the school.

"Good Morning." Mr. Coggsworth, I'm assuming, says as we enter.

I see a few guys and girls I am very unfamiliar with look my way and start whispering.

"Ah, Mrs. De Vil! You're the girl I was looking forward to meet!"

He was short and stout man in his early forties with a thin mustache that could resemble a clock.

"Oh? Why's this?" I question politely.

"Because you're the star baker of course! Mrs. Potts gave me some of your cookies and they were the best I've ever had!"

"Why thank you, sir."

"Now, take a seat. It looks like the class will begin soon."

"Where do I-?"

"Attention classes. If you are my class, please sit on the left side of the classroom. If you are Mrs. Potts class, please sit on the right half."

I see some recognizable people from my class shift to the right side of the classroom.

The teachers stand at the front of the classroom with chilling smiles. They planned something.

I gasp and Mrs. Potts gives me a look that clearly shows that I have nothing to worry about.

"Students, Mrs. Potts and I have been talking and we want you guys to compete in a cook off!"