Its now 10 to 12 and Mr. Collins is going to be here any moment, after Bell,Ed, and Matty left Sky and I got to work cooking and cleaning up after the scuffle a couple hours ago. Sky and I were doing the last of the dishes with sky washing and me drying, it was eerily silent and Sky still looked like hell and from how he was acting felt the same " are you okay ? " I asked placing the now dry plate into the cabinet "are you still in pain ?". He grabbed the back of his neck and started massaging it, "yeah, Ed just fights dirty" he growled "and I really am sorry" so that's what this is about, "its not your fault, I didn't say anything so how could you have known, and pull the cake out, its done". Sky opened the oven grabbing the mitts and removing the cake, the apartment finally stopped smelling like burnt everything, I was feeling good at this point, The smell of fresh coffee cake can fix anything, except that is for my nerves.
The house needed to be perfect, I don't know why this is so important to me but I want him to be impressed. The chicken has been breaded with rosemary crumbs, salt pepper and a pinch of cayenne, it was waiting in the refrigerator until it was time to fry it closer to lunch, the cake was on the cooling rack waiting to be frosted. The apartment smelled great,and for having had a wrestling match going on earlier that morning the place didn't look half bad, all was going well until the doorbell rang, I dropped the plate I was drying and it hit the floor with a sickening crash. "Shit !" "take it easy man! your eyes just changed " Sky said looking more worried by the second "sorry, sorry, i'm okay just go get the door" I shook my head and took a deep breath, looking at my reflection to see if my eyes were back to normal, this is happening a lot lately, i don't like it . he left hesitantly as I began picking up the larger pieces and swept up the rest, all the while listing to the conversation going on in the next room.
"Good afternoon Mr.Night " Mr.Collins greeted "and to you, please come on in" Sky said, so Sky does have some manners I thought. "this is kinda embarrassing but I didn't realize you taught 2 friends of mine....um... Mr.Collins correct ?" Sky asked sounding uncomfortable, meanwhile I placed a pan on the stove placing a fair amount of oil to heat " that's correct, but when not at work you can feel free to call me Noah, o yes and will it be just the 2 of us dining? " "um no, my room mate Sasha will be joining us, he's the one in your class, hes the one cooking for us, because I can't really cook, so .. I ..am rambling, sorry ", Mr. Collins politely laughed " yes the red head, top of his class, I look forward to trying some of his food, the previous instructor gave him high praise". I felt my face heat up " May I say hello" he asked, no Sky don't do this to me ''well um" no, no,no,no "sure" son of a "Sasha, can you come here for a beat" Sky i hate you ! " be right there" I called back placing my prepared chicken on the counter, taking a deep breath and walked into the living room with the only person who can make my hart stop with only a look.
"Hello Mr. Collins, how are you today ?" I asked trying not to let how uncomfortable I felt show in my voice , I failed "please, call me Noah" he stated "o.... um alright.....Noah, how are you" " just fine and yourself ?" " i'm good " I squeaked out and the room went silent "um....I ...hope you like chicken parmesan, I have a garden salad to start off with and cake for dessert" I blurted out "that sounds delightful" he said, more silence " drinks !" Sky shouts suddenly making everyone jump, " I'll go get us something to drink, and don't you need to fry or bake something " Sky said pointing at me, jumping up and pushing me out of the room and into the kitchen. " How the hell do you have the hots for that guy !?" "shut it would you, he'll hear you" I hissed "He's so intimidating! " " I know !". we bickered back and forth for a little while longer, "you do realize you didn't ask him what he wanted to drink right ?" I said placing the chicken into the oil with a satisfying sizzle. "Man!.... he scares me, I don't wanna!" he moaned "go" he grumbled under his breath, and leaned out the door way, his head was in to the living room, his body was in the hall, and his foot was in the kitchen, he looked ridiculous. " what can I get for you, we have .....um" he looked at me "what do we have ?"I rolled my eyes and placed the kettle on the stove, "coffee, tea, pop, juice, milk, water""one of those" he said, "coffee please" and I booted Sky out of the kitchen "don't worry ill get it".

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Just my stupid, lousy, rotten, luck.
FantasiaSasha has never had the best of luck, with life in general. He's smart, good at sports, and a master in the kitchen. He's 18, in his first year of collage, and really shy, finds it hard to connect with others, and likes to keep his distance from t...