Muse [lesbian/gay] ✔

6 pt. 2

"Its almost done, right?" Jacky asked, sitting crossed legged in front of the oven, " I just put it in, it won't be done in a couple of minutes, so stop sitting there." I said, laughing at the look she was giving me, "but I want cookies." Jacky whined, making stomach flutter, 'your not suppose to like her, you damn heart' I yelled at myself, watching Jacky stare cutely at the oven window, as if it was a holy grail.

After it was done, I took it out, setting it down on the counter to cool down, "can I eat them now?" asked Jacky, staring at the cookies, "unless you want to set your mouth on fire." I retorted, slapping her hand away, "aww, b-" she stopped talking at the sound of the door closing, "Tala, I'm home!" my dad yelled out, I quickly ran out of the kitchen, koala hugging my father in a instant, "aww, how you been doing little honey bear." my dad laughed, ruffling my hair, I got down grinning happily up at him, "I've been doing good, my school isn't half bad." I said, watching him set down his bag down, "that's good, and do I smell cookies?" my dad asked, making me notice that Jacky is still here, "I'll be right back, and please don't go into the kitchen." I said, running back into the kitchen.

I saw Jacky nibbling on a cookie, grinning at me when she saw me, "who was that at the door?" Jacky asked, taking another bite, "my dad." I squeaked out, watching her freeze up in horror, "y-your dad, oh gosh, what if he doesn't like me." Jacky said, eyes wide, " I know, what if you make a racist comment.",panicked, "shit your right, he will defiantly hate me." Jacky said, fiddling with her hair, taking another a bite of her cookie, "honey bear? What are you doing in there?" my dad asked, entering the kitchen, "oh you brought a friend, wait.....cookies!" he asked, taking the tray of cookies and running back into the living room, "noooo not the cookies!" Jacky whined, running after him, 'oh boy' I thought, running after them.

I was completely shocked, seeing both Jacky and my dad eating the cookies making small talk, "come on cherry, have a cookie." Jacky beckoned, a cookie in hand; I sat down, taking the cookie, still a bit shocked, "she's not much of a people person I see." he said, cackling, "yea, I was surprised we became friends, even though...I'm kinda came from a racist family." Jacky trailed off, looking at me for help, "yea, she made a few...comments, but a project brought us together." I said, taking a nervous bite out of my cookie, "well I see, don't worry dear, it works for different people, I'm not saying some people will like black folks, but I do think your tolerating them, at least, since your talking to me." my dad said, making me release my breath a little, "well I'm going to go rest now, it was nice meeting you Jacky, and honey bear, I hope I don't see you alone with any guys while I'm here." my dad said playfully, hauling his bag upstairs.

We were both silent, thinking of ways to say something, "well...that went well than I expected." Jacky said, grinning at me, "yea, I was really nervous, but wow, I thought things were going to go bad for a second there." I laughed, Jacky joining me, "well I have to go now, and thanks for the cookies, I'll see you tomorrow." Jacky said, kissing me on the cheek, leaving little cookie crumbs; my face was red like a tomato, feeling my heart flutter, as I locked the door behind her, "time to practice." I said to myself, going up to my room.