Sam then place the tray that he brought on a table near the bed.
Sam:"Err...I prepared some food for you. Here..."
I glanced over the food for a while. I still feel uncomfortable around him. I suspect if he put any medicine in there. Knowing that I suspect him, he said
Sam:"Don't worry. It's safe to eat. I didn't put anything in there."
I just stare at him. He then took the spoon and have a taste of the food to prove it.
Sam:"See... You can leave after you ate this..."
Me:"Okay then... "
He prepared me a bowl of porridge. The meal looks appetizing and smells great too. I try a scoop. I was shocked it tastes good.
Sam:"Does it taste good?"
He ask, wondering after he saw my speechless expression.
Me:"It's delicious!!I liked it."
Sam:"Really? Thanks, I'm glad you like it."
Me:"Do you cook often?"
I ask. It's rare to find a boy who can cook a delicious food which make me curious.
Sam:"Yes..you? "
Me:"I just know how to make French toast. Haha.."
Sam:"Oh.. Hahaha... "
Me:"That's was awkward..."
I mumble. Why did I told him I said in my mind.
Sam:"Hey..the porridge is getting cold, you better eat it fast."
I continue eating.
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Teenage life
JugendliteraturSchool,test, homework,etc...all of this is just so tiring sometimes for a student. Especially for those who have people that have high expectations on them. What if a teenager could have a life that they desire?Would if be a disaster or a dream came...
