Nathaniel's POV
I watched Pamela from a distance trying her very best to carry the baking sheets out of her car. She looked so cute in the floral apron and neat bun.
Stalker much?
A nerve in me urged me to go help her but when I was about to, Belinda appeared in front of me.
"Looking for me?" She grinned pecking my cheeks.
You wish.
"What the heck do you want?" I groaned.
"Aw, did I break your heart?" She asked and I almost scoffed.
"I thought we broke up." I reminded her.
"No, I didn't mean that. It was all my fault im sorry babe." She said. I glanced at Nolan who was now with Pamela and that caused me to grab Belinda and kiss her.
"Hey Nathaniel, pause your sick make out any get your ass down here!" Mackenna yelled and we pulled apart with Belinda smirking at me.
***
After arranging the table in the practical hall, our group crowded at our table placing the items on the table.
"Pamela whisk?" Mackenna.
"Check." She said and giggled with her.
"Okay, start the mixing with Nathaniel, Angelo,let's go." She ordered.
"To where?" He asked.
"Just come on!" She said and grabbed his wrists and dragged the poor boy away. When they left Pamela had a nervous look on her face. Well that's her face when she's around me.
"Nathaniel please..can I have..the mix..mixing bowl." She requested nervously.
"No,..do you want to make a purgative for us to eat?" I asked and her face brimmed in embarrassment. The day she made pancakes, I won't lie, it was amazing and that made me realise how great a cook she is.
I took out the mixing bowl and gave it to her. She slowly took it from me and picked the sieve.
"Nathaniel..pl..please can..can you h..hold the sieve so that ..I can pour-" Her words caught in her mouth when I growled and glared at her.
I snatched the sieve and placed it above the bowl while she poured in the flour. She paused and stared at me.
"What?" I glared at her. She stretched her tiny hands to touch mine. Her touch was so warm and soft and it triggered the organ in my chest.
Concentrate Nathaniel!
She held the sieve and and shook it to sift the flour. She took the rest of the flour and gave it to me.
"What for?" I asked.
"I..I want you..to um..po..pour the fl..flour into the sieve."She requested.
"Why can't you carry this lightweight?" I taunted.
"You saw me carry the entire sack," She muttered.
"What was that you said?" I asked and she shook her head biting down her bottom lip.
I sighed in frustration and poured the rest of the flour into the sieve and she continued the rest while I was watching her every move.
"Mr.Demen stop watching her and help her or else the mixture will become lumpy." The teacher ordered while she passed by us and Pamela glanced at me.
"What? You think you're the one I'd waste time staring at?" I snapped and she shook her head. Ferb was passing by and came over to us.
"Hey beautiful." He greeted making her blush. What the hell, i thought i was the only one with that ability!
When we finished..or when she finished, Angelo and Mackenna approached us. And by then, Ferb had left.
"Are you done?" She asked.
"Yes." Pamela replied and gave the mixture to Mackenna who stared at it in awe. "OK Pamela, cut the fruits, Angelo, let's go again.'' She said and left. Pamela started cutting the fruits but the knife cut her and she began to hiss in pain.
I grabbed her finger and applied the alcohol and plaster my mom gave me onto it. After doing that she resumed the cutting of the fruits.
"Do you want us to drink your blood?" I asked instead of asking Do you want to get hurt again?
She handed me the knife expecting me to cut them and I took the knife from her hands and began to cut it.
"Be careful, it's really sharp.." She warned and I rolled my eyes. After cutting a few of them,
"That's not how you do it." She mumbled quietly.
"Would you shut the fuck up?" I demanded and she placed her finger on lips.
"You think you know everything or what?" I hissed and she stood aside.
"What are you looking at?" I sneered when I caught her staring at me. She quickly looked away.
"Didn't I asked you a question?" I asked glaring at her and taking two steps towards her while she took one back.
When I took another one step, she didn't move, she just stood there trembling and staring into my eyes.
"Pamela!" Nolan yelled and we jerked apart looking at the boy with a piece of cake in his hands.
"What do you want?" I growled.
"I came to see Pamela, not you so move aside."He said moving towards her.
As though I never existed, "Very nice." Pamela praised and nudged his elbow. Later she whispered something into his ears which made Nolan blush.
WTFF?
Nolan pinched her cheeks and strolled away and her smile faded when I glared at her.
"What did you tell him?"I demanded moving closer to her.
"He..I said.."
"Pamela!" Mackenna yelled and approached us.
***
After wrapping up and getting our works scored, it was finally time for us to taste our cake. To be honest the cake looked mouth-watering. Angelo stretched his hands to take a bite but Mackenna slapped his hands off.
"Ow." He whined rubbing his hand. "But I want some." He pouted.
"Aww, shut up pretty boy." She said and pinched his cheeks. When she turned to Pamela, Angelo stole a piece and run away.
"Angelo!" Mackenna yelled chasing after him. I glanced at Pamela who was chuckling silently and I realized she had lovely tiny dimples.
My eyes wondered to the cake that was staring back at me and I took steps towards it and cut a piece.
When the cake reached my taste buds, I led out an involuntary moan. It was too delicious. My eyes caught Pamela staring at me with the corner of her pink lips lifting.
"What?!" I growled and her face paled.
"Nothing." She answered. I took a glass and poured some juice and while she was taking off her apron, I nearly choked on the juice because the strap of her bra was showing. Not just the strap, trailing down, down down to a point.
I didn't know how to tell her and my stupid eyes wouldn't also turn away.
So I placed the glass on the table and moved towards her and she took a step back probably thinking I'll hurt her again.
I rolled my eyes and looked away and stretched my hands to cover her shoulders and our hands touched. I jerked mine away and looked at her. She had her head facing down and she covered her shoulders with her face turning red.
I even felt the red on my cheeks as well and it reminded me of some time ago.
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Teen Fiction"I...I...was just....."I stuttered and he grabbed my jaws with his thumb and index finger,squeezing my cheeks. "Look at me when I'm talking to you."He demanded. "O....ok."I was trembling because his face was a few inches away from me and his masculi...
