I was snapped back to the present when my lungs pleaded for oxygen, so I ripped off my lips which were connected with his, we both caught our breaths, I could feel my cheeks getting warm as a dozen pairs of eyes stared at me with deadpan expressions...
Author's Note: Thank you dear readers for 160+ reads hope you keep reading, commenting & voting.& I would be updating the next chapter after at least getting 200 reads. Sorry if this Chapter is too short.
Yoongi: So?
Doesn't he understand that this is a partner work? If he thinks I would bake the cake by myself & give him half of the credit. I'll prove him that he's very wrong.
Me: So put this apron on.*I throw an apron at his face* & get you're a*s of that Sh*ty chair & help me.
He groans & puts on the apron.
Me: here mix this *I give him the mixture*
I read the instructions to make an easy cake, because the other recipes are kind of difficult to make especially when your partner is a lazy son of a Bi*ch. I turn around to see how Yoongi is working to see him staring at me with his mouth open.
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Me: What!?
Yoongi: Where is the mixing spoon?
I look around for it & to see it lying right in front of him.
Me: I think you're not only deaf but also blind.* holding the spoon in front of his face*
Yoongi: Whatever*he starts mixing it slowly*
Me: If you mix it like that we'll have to wait until tomorrow.
I put my hand over his & tighten his hold over the spoon guiding by mixing It faster. I look up at him to see if he's watching how I'm doing it to see that he's blushing while looking at my hand which was over his. I hastily take it away as I feel a blush creeping up my neck & look away. I awkwardly cough breaking the silence between us.
Me:"S-So c-continue to mix it the way I showed you, Yoongi" What is wrong with me? Why am I stammering? I never stutter or stammer at all! Ugh! This boy is making me go nuts!
Yoongi:" Uh-Sure . . . & call me Suga"
Me: "Ok, Suga"
After Baking the Cake
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It was kinda of tiring but fun making the cake. But it could have been more fun if my partner would have not fallen asleep all the time. I glance at Suga who was sleeping peacefully as I made the last details. Sometime soon this boy is going to get his ass kicked by me. Does do anything useful than sleeping his head off? I take a step back & look at my creation.
Very satisfying outcome, no thanks to Suga. I pinch his cheek a bit hard. He springs up as quick as lightening. He looks towards me as if he would like to kill me.
Me: "Do you like the cake we made?"* pointing at the cake*
He was about to say a nasty remark but I cut him off before he could.
Me:"Don't you say anything bad about it if you don't want a broken hand"
As I turn around I could see him scowling at me from the corner of my eye. But who cares? Not me!
Suga's P.O.V
What a bi*ch she is. Since the moment she step foot into my class she's been nothing but annoying Bi*ch. But I'd rather put up with her bi*chiness than be troubled by those screeching, high pitched, makeup dolled slu*s. Even though she makes me feel like strangling her for waking me up but when I'm awake I feel that I'm have memories to remember rather than just dreams that I see in my sleep & forget when I wake up.
Lyla's P.O.V
After the bell rings I quickly ask Mr. Lee for directions to go the dance room. I rush into the dance room, to find it empty. What a relief. I put on some music & start to dance as I think about how I am still shy even though I've become a famous member of a famous k-pop band. But my confidence has boosted up by staying with my best friends as a band, It has made us have a special sister like bond. I'm really happy with my life now.Its like all my dreams came true.I really truly love my best friends even though they can be too much at time.
Suddenly two hands wrap around my waist breaking me from my thoughts, I let out a shriek & elbow the person in the stomach. I hear a person groaning in pain & it sounds so familiar, I turn around to see J-Hope holding his stomach & groaning like a baby. What's he doing here? Did he see me dance, OMG it's so embarrassing. Hey! Why am I embarrassed If I have done this in front of millions of people like a hundred times. Maybe because it's J-Hope.
J-Hope finally gets up from the floor after, I guess recovering from my self defense act. What!? It's true I was just defending myself.
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I frown at him as he stands up grinning, "Flower, why didn't you tell me that you could dance so beautifully?" Flower? Seriously, did he get that from one of his stupid poems!
I glare at him for watching me dance, "Who the hell told you that you could spy on me while I dance?" Wow Lyla! From where did you get that attitude from? Guess it's from Ishie.
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He pouts at me cutely, "Oh come on Lily, don't get mad at me. I just watched you dance" This freaking Weirdo! Who does he think he is?
