Beloved weaknesses

CHAPTER 7- Rachel the ratchet bitch

Carol's POV—
Wow. I can't believe Noah isn't even considering the possibility of Dylan the dog and Rachel the ratchet bitch dating. It's so bloody evident!
I was looking at Rachel's Instagram when a text popped up;

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NOAH THE ELF—Cara I want to eat cake. Get me cake.

QUEEN SWAGMASTA— I'm more broke than you and your 3 best friends together!

NOAH THE ELF— do you have the ingredients to bake a cake?

QUEEN SWAGMASTA— yep. But umm no eggs.

NOAH THE ELF— got you. Come over right now I've got dogs barking in my bloody stomach!

QUEEN SWAGMASTA— good lord.

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I go over to Noah's place and we immediately started to set up the 'professional equipment' we needed to bake the cake.

Noah was reading the recipe and I was doing the cool shit. So I put flour and sugar and as he was reading I realised I didn't know how to crack an egg.

"Noah, today is the day you finally do something productive. You're gonna crack an egg Noah!! You're going to crack an egg!"

"Okay tell me how." He said like he knew why I told him to do this.

"Hit it to your head. And then crack it open and put it in the mixing bowl. Don't smash it."

Noah took the egg and cracked it just right but he dropped the egg cause the dumb head realised that isn't the right way to crack an egg open.

"Brilliant. Do you have more eggs? You egghead?"

"Atleast I cracked it! No, let's go to the grocery store and get eggs. I had to get them anyway."

Noah's POV—
I seriously cannot accept the fact that I broke an egg on my head. Bloody bloody Carolina.

She's so adorable I can't be mad at her! Not like I wanted to be mad but I know if someone else made me do it I would throw a 100 eggs on their house the same night.

We walked to the store and I got some fresh eggs. They were brown ones. I like the brown ones. I was talking about how we used to have chickens that laid brown eggs everyday, when I realised Carolina wasn't anywhere around me.

I went running in the aisles looking for her and, there she was trying to hide behind a shelf. Good thing she didn't see me. I went back from the other aisle, stood quietly behind her and called her phone. She took it out of the pocket and disconnected it. Kid started giggling as if I don't know she thought of some evil plan.

"Noah the elf? Are you shitting me Carolina? I'm 6'1!"She freaked out and jumped. She turned around and sighed in relief.

"Noah the elf? Change it right now."

"That is not the way you speak to the queen." She humphed and walked ahead to the cash counter.

As we got closer to the counter she suddenly pulled me back and whisper screamed, "Noah why didn't you tell me Dylan fucking worked here! I don't want another scene he hates me. Not like I hate him less but wtf!"

"Cara I didn't know, hold on let me see."
I peeped out and it was him. He's pretty rich I honestly have no idea why he's working here.

"Just come Carol we need to bake the cake too."

"No. I'm waiting out front. Bye." And she walked out. Mean.

I went to the counter and handed over the bags to Dylan. He looked at me as if I had 5 ponytails in my hair.

"Yeah. This is what happens when you think you can work at the GROCERY STORE without being noticed by your friends."

"Noah I don't want to talk to you right now. It's 5bucks."

"Dylan, I can't have you hiding things from me bro." I handed him 5 bucks and that is when I saw this familiar person come out of the cabin behind Dylan. It was Rachel! How could I not remember, this is her father's store, one of his stores. Is Dylan working here to spend time with her? I have no idea what on earth is going on.

"Noah I will have triplets by the time we finish baking the cake if you work at this speed!" Carol bombarded in the store and saw Rachel and stopped.

"Ew. Get out you two." Rachel said with that rodent face of hers.

"Oh my god. Rachel you know what sweetie, we're least interested in you, we hate the fact that we breathe the same air as you. We're more than happy to leave!" Carol, I don't know how she got the courage to say that to her. But she held my hand and started dragging me out when Dylan said, "why did you come here then, huh?"

"Cause its a grocery store you shitshow!!" She said and we walked out.

"I'm sorry Cara, I forgot that Rachel might be at the store."
"What is the store hers from 8-9pm?"
"No, it's her fathers store."
After a few minutes of silent walking she screamed, "oh my god so Dylan's working there, that's why he doesn't want anyone to talk bad about her! If they do he goes 'Rachel is the bae' on them, he has to or else she'll fire him!! That piece of pigshit!"

"You know Cara, Dylan's very rich... he doesn't need to work there."
"Oh." She was confused.
Our walk back home was quite good. With Carol around, everything is.