This Is Us

Chapter 24

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Chapter Twenty Four

It was on spring break that I decided to go visit Margot and stay a few days with her, which Peter isn't delighted about. He was supposed to join me but he had just started a new job as an second assist therapist at a rehabilitation center for injured athletes. Luckily they take non-doctorates yet but they have to be enrolled to a graduates program. This would be good experience for Peter, at least he is now practicing for his degree and not at the restaurant that he despised so much.

This will also help with his credit hours making him graduate at least a semester earlier, which is a really amazing opportunity for Peter. I am so proud of him really and would be willing to celebrate with him and his friends later but I already promised Margot I was coming down this week and she asked off from the museum.

"Am I doing this correctly?" Margot asks me taking me off my daze from thinking about my boyfriend.

I blink, confused. "What?"

Margot sighs exasperatedly. And flicks my forehead, "Pay attention!"

"Ouch!" I squealed jumping away from her, I wasn't in pain but more of from the shock of being hit. I rubbed at my forehead and glared at my sister, "What the heck, Margot!"

She rolls her eyes, "I have been asking you three times if i'm supposed to be adding this batter and here you are daydreaming about your boyfriend you left in New York."

"You could have asked me nicely and not—" I was too annoyed go say it but instead I took a pinch full of flour and I aimed it at her, hitting her forehead and hair. She has white speckles there making it look like she's graying like our grandma.

"Lara Jean!" She gasped since some went in her eye. She froze there for a second with her eyes shut, hands in the air. Then when she opened her eyes, and I could see them flaming in annoyance.

I back away immediately trying not to laugh, I grabbed the bowl of flour away from her since I can see the screws going in her mind. "We can't waste flour GoGo, we only have enough to bake this."

But she stepped towards me with purpose, and menacingly. "Come here, Lara Jean."

I only stay as far away as I can, "Margot..." my arm wrapped on the bowl out of reach, then my hand was extended to protect myself from her possible revenge.

"If you don't come here..." then she turns to find confectioner sugar. She has that shine in her eyes.

Oh no! I'd rather have flour on me than sugar. "I call truce!" I cry out in surrender. Truce for me and Margot means an eye for an eye or even more. I'd rather expect her getting back at me than making it much worse than what I did.

She grins darkly and takes slow steps towards me, taking her time to taunt me. "Don't move, Lara Jean Song Covey." oh god she used my full name I am so going to get it now. And she takes more than a pinch... probably close to a handful.

"GoGo," I warned. I wasn't sure if she's for real or not.

"Hold still," She says with an innocent smile.

I shake my head, "We can't waste anymore!" I whined childishly.

Margot looks at her hand, to examine her intended weapon at me. Then shrugs, "We have more than enough..."

I was ready to run when I heard the front door. Margot's boyfriend is back from his work. "Margot, I'm home."

Margot and I were at a stare down. I gave her my famous pout hopefully she'll let me down easy. She then soften her gaze and sighs, "We're in the kitchen,"