The Ugly Bet

Chapter 38 - Valentine's Day

Lyz

"I wonder if you are just pretending—er trying to be the "sweet boyfriend" oooor you just trying to kill us with diabetes," I bored my eyes on Dustin while watching him place my favorite mug filled with coffee he just made for me. He smirked, got his own coffee and pulled a chair on my right then glanced at Jack who is sitting opposite him on our square kitchen table. The poor guy didn't even give a damn that we are watching him while he's eating like a five-year old boy who ate a chocolate cake for the first time. He had chocolate frostings almost all around his mouth and he's still unaware of that coz he just woke up and that's because of the smell of the cake Dustin baked "for me". I chuckled before taking another sip on my mug, while Dustin placed a plate of cake infront of me before Jack finishes it. "Or say you really hate this man and want him to die of sugar." I took my fork and we shared the slice of delight he baked for me. "Jack!" I hissed at Jack. "You're not even leaving a piece for your sister? You're so greedy!"

He just frowned at me with stuffed mouth. "She doesn't eat sweets. She's afraid of getting fat."

"And you're not? You wanna die? Seriously Jack, do you even know of diabetes mellitus?" I glared at him when he finished his plate and reached for the remaining cake but I swiftly pulled it away from him.

He tried to catch the plate but I was alert and he pushed his plate away in frustration as his nose flares. "That's healthy, Dustin said it was like "No sugar added" or whatever trick he used in that so I wont die because of that even if I eat his cake everyday!"

"If that's so, I think I would like to have a piece of that," Ashley appeared all of a sudden and got a small slice of the remaining less than a quarter of the whole cake. "Hmm..yummy, you're still the best chef for me Dustin," she sat opposite me after getting a glass of pineapple juice.

"I am the best chef, don't forget that sis." Jack complained and succeeded in getting all the cake from me and picked the remaining piece with his bare hands. I rolled my eyes at him.

"A chef can both bake and cook. You can only cook but cant bake. That makes you just a cook." She smiled sweetly at her brother to annoy him before finishing her food and put her half empty glass and plate in the sink.

"Whatever." Jack stuffed all the cake in his mouth and ignored Ashley who seemed to win in annoying Jack this time. "At least I know I can cook, not like you. You cant even fry a single egg."

"Jack, did you forget? I'm a princess!" She said extra sweet that made Jack's lips upturned. "I am rich. I wont starve."

"If you don't have money, you'll starve." He mumbled in still stuffed mouth.

"Brother, I have Greg. He knows how to cook. And that's what boyfriends are for, to cook for their girl, right Dustin?" Dustin gave her a thumbs up while we both grinned at the two. "Oh sorry Jack, I forgot, you don't have a girlfriend to cook for you, or for you to cook for."

Jack's face turned red and swallowed what's in his mouth, which gave Ashley an even wider sweeter smile. "If both Greg and your money were gone, I pity you. You'll starve."

"It's okay," Ashley swung her bag on her shoulder gracefully. "You forgot I'm always on diet, stupid." Then she said goodbye to me and Dustin.

"She grew a tongue already huh?" Jack said before trying to get my coffee, but of course, I never let him. He then stood to make his own coffee. "She never talked that way to me. We always fight but I always win, now she talks back like a winner.. probably she got your ways of winning over me..." he murmured.

"Remember, you cannot always be the winner." I said.

"I don't care. I am now number one in the popularity chart in school and you Dustin is just number two. Makes me a winner, still..." we chuckled at his ego boosting while Dustin says he's not even competing. "And I topped the Math exam, not you Dustin, not your nerdy girlfriend." I death-stared at him and the two boys just laughed. "Alright, I have to hit the showers now, maybe let's just meet in school if you leave first?" he said and when he was about to leave the kitchen he gave us a real malicious smile. "And don't sex her on the countertop Dustin, that's too high for her so just settle on the table!" then he whistled while Dustin hugged me to prevent me from bloody scratching Jack's face. "Ha-ha."