"Sorry," I mumbled as I fell back from the crash. Suddenly, all eyes were on me. I could feel them burning a hole in my hoodie.
"Watch where you're going," the guy snapped back at me and I bit my tongue so I wouldn't say anything stupid. "Who the he...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
After the shock of him stealing my first kiss went away, I drove out of the school parking lot. I could still feel his lips on mine and the smirk plastered on his lips when he left.
I quickly shook the thought away and arrived at my house. I pulled up to the driveway and when I opened the garage door and drove my car inside, I got out and left the keys on the rack as I walked inside the house. I heard the garage door slam shut and walked to the kitchen. I grabbed a brownie from the island and bit down into it.
My dad walked into the kitchen as he was drying his hands on his apron and I gave him a chocolate filled smile.
"Ivy! I've told you many times before that you do not eat my brownies!" He scolded and I gave him a cheeky grin.
"What time are you heading out?" I asked him, taking another bite of the brownie. He grabbed the batch of brownies and checked his watch.
"Right now, I'll be back later," he kissed the top of my head.
"Love you," I mumbled.
"Love you too," he said and with that I heard the car start and the garage door open and close. As soon as the garage door close I swallowed the rest of the brownie and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. I walked into my room and set my backpack on the bed.
I took the little machine out of my pocket and breathed in. I waited a couple seconds before bloeing out the smoke from my mouth. After a couple more minutes I set it on my desk and plugged it in its charger.
I opened up my backpack and took my homework out. I sighed as I looked at my physics assignment. I began work, knowing I was pretty sure I was getting most of then wrong.
Once I was finished and ready to eat dinner my hand was exhausted. Writing that english essay that wasn't due until the next week was hard. Especially since it was a two page essay. However, I wouldnt type it until the following week when it was due. I liked doing my work early, it meant less stress.
I walked down to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I scanned my options and frowned. I openes up a cupboard and smiled. I guess my stomach was feeling some spaghetti. I grabbed the noodles and the homemade sauce my dad.
Like my dad, I loved cooking but it was obvious that he was better than me.
I put some water in a pot and heated it on the stove, waiting for it to boil. While I was waiting, I grabbed some parmesan cheese and started shredding a little bit. Once I was done with the cheese, I put the noodles in the boiling water and waited for them to cook.
I grabbed the sauce and put it in another pot and turned the stove on. Once everything was cooked, I put the noodles in the sauce and mixed it up. I smiled as the smell of the sauce and the noodles mixed. I really loved cooking.
