Class Fanfiction 2.0

5

"Jose! Si no consigues tu trasero aqui en un minuto-"

"I'm coming!" Jose called from the kitchen, shoving an apron over his head.

"Geez mami, everything's fine, I don't see why you're making such a big deal-" He started.

"Cállate, son! Now go make sure all the counters and tables look clean." She waved him off, handing him a spray bottle and paper towels.

When Angeles entered the room, Jose immediately thrust the cleaning items into her hands. "Not my problem anymore," He said.

Angeles rolled her eyes and started to look around the spotless bakery. They had spent all morning (waking up at the ass crack of dawn, mind you) cleaning the floors, straightening the tables, making sure their best pastries were on display... there was really not anything else to do.

But of course her mother would always find something. It was only a few minutes before opening, and suddenly the stress was almost tangible.

She would be lying if she said she wasn't a little bit nervous... even though there was no reason to be, everything was perfect. But still.

Suddenly the doorbell rang and in walked Kyra, who she's been anticipating all morning.

"Thank god," Kyra sighed, "I got here before it opened."

"How are you feeling?"

"Strangely calm. I mean, what's so different about seeing him outside of school?"

"You are completely right. So maybe you'll finally listen to me now when I say everything's going to be fine?"

"I wouldn't go that far," Kyra sat nervously.

"Well, it will. Now cheer up," Angeles smiled, grabbing a cinnamon roll from behind the counter and handing it to her. Jose appeared, and stole another one.

"Oi!" Their mother called from the kitchen, "Stop eating my pastries! Go eat cereal."

Jose reluctantly put the cinnamon roll back and said defeatedly, "Ironic how we own a bakery and can't even eat anything in it. That defeats the whole purpose."

Kyra smirked, having already bitten into the sweet pastry.

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Even though they only opened at 9 AM, they were having surprisingly good business for their first day. It seemed like word had definitely gotten around about it.

"Yes," One old lady said to Kyra, who was working at the cash register, "I just knew our tiny town needed something like this. A family-owned bakery, how nice!" She cooed.

Kyra only smiled and thanked her, secretly enjoying all the positive feedback. She was in such a good mood that she began to forget the inevitable arrival of Noah... who will without a doubt catch her offguard.

So far shes seen a few familiar faces from school, such as Myli and Kaven and some other fellow classmates she's forgotten the names of. They've only been at school for one damn week, okay?

"Hey, Myli," She greeted, "Have you made any progress on the poster?"

"Of course not," Myli scoffed, sliding two lemon eclairs across the counter. "Kaven was always better at that than-"