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I wake up and take in my surroundings, I panic because I realize I'm not in the room Jen showed me. Then I remember the events that happened before I fell asleep. I turn over and see Damien isn't beside me. I sit up and rub my eyes frowning. I thought we resolved everything this morning. Why would he leave me in the bed? I get up off the bed and knock into the nightstand, I see a piece of paper fall to the floor. I pick it up and read it with a smile.
Sawn,
Since we made an agreement that I would teach you some new things, I thought today would be the perfect start! Anyway meet me in the kitchen when you awaken!
From,
Damien
I set the note back down on the nightstand and head downstairs to the kitchen. I see Damien making something. I come up behind him and tap him on the shoulder. He jumps and hides whatever he was making behind his back.
"Sawn you scared me," he says.
"Sorry I didn't mean to frighten you," I say.
"That's alright. So I figured that we would start with food since that is what we started fighting about," he says with a shrug.
"Ok what do you have in mind?" I ask.
"Well since it is only three o'clock in the afternoon I thought we could make lunch!" He says excitedly revealing what he had behind his back.
"Damien what is that?" I ask.
He looks down at it then back at me. He scratches the back of his neck.
"Well I was hoping you could tell me since you knew how to cook and all. I kind of came downstairs excited and just started throwing ingredients into a bowl. I was mixing them together when you arrived," he says holding the bowl out to me.
I take the bowl and examine it carefully. I look behind him and see he threw eggs, flour, sugar, and butter in the bowl. I concluded that he was trying to make cookies or cake. But for lunch?
"Well from what you threw in the bowl you were trying to make cookies or cake," I state.
"Yes that is exactly what I was making! Thank you for confirming it, now lets get cooking!" He says grabbing the bowl from my hands.
We start to put the rest of the ingredients in the bowl and mix it together. Then we set the mix on the sheet and divided it up. Half was for cookies and the other half was for a small cake. We each took one half and made what I assigned. I gave Damien the cookies because they were easier to make. When we were finished with our halves we put them into the oven and went to clean up our mess. Before I could clean anything up Damien slapped my hands away from the counter.
"Wait we need some to clean to! Please tell me they at least allowed you to listen to music?" He asked.
"Yes but only classical music," I say.
"Those demons! Your poor ears they must be dying to hear real music!" He says running to the radio.
He switchs the radio on and I hear a weird beat with feminine vocals to follow. He starts to dance and sing along to the music. I just stand there like a statue.
"Come on Sawn dance and clean with me!" He says wiping the counter off.
"They only taught me how to waltz," I admit.
"Come on Sawn just move with the music! I won't judge," he says.
I try to feel the beat by tapping my foot but that doesn't seem to be enough for Damien.
"Ok then Sawn follow my movements," he says.
He starts to sway side to side. I follow him trying to get it spot on. Then he moves his feet before swaying to the next side. I try to follow but fail miserably tripping over my own feet. I fall to the ground and he rushes to my side.
"Are you ok Sawn? Does anything hurt? Oh I shouldn't have made you dance with me," he says lifting me off the ground.
"No I'm alright. I really want to learn that dance you were showing me," I say.
"Really are you sure?" He asks.
"Yes I'm sure. Let's do this!" I say.
"Alright then!" He says.
He goes back to the radio and switches the station. Once the song comes on Damien rushes back to me and starts doing the movements again. He also starts singing the song which I might add doesn't quite fit his personality for his gender.
"Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world!" He sings off-key.
I start to laugh and he sings even louder.
"Like I'm the only one that you ever loved!" He sings even more terrible.
At this point I can't control myself, I fall to the floor laughing clutching my stomach. When I am done Damien stands over me with a frown in his face.
"Did you not like my singing?" He asks.
"It was lovely," I say.
"Sure it was not come on you still haven't learned that dance yet. If you don't get up you will have to listen to my singing again," he says.
I automatically shoot up and start doing the movements. Damien jumps back in it instantly moving to the beat with no problem. We dance for a while longer until we hear the beep come from the oven. Damein shuts the music off and we go check on the cake and cookies.
"Yes, the food is done and you learned how to do the two step!" He says happily.
"All thanks to you," I say.
"Aw you flatter me to much. Now lets eat!" He says grabbing the oven mits and taking the food out the oven.
I go into the fridge and take some lemonade out. I then get some glasses and pour the lemonade in them and give a glass to Damien. Damien gets some plates out and a knife and cuts the cake. He puts a slice on each of our plates and we wack take some cookies. Damein holds his glass up and makes a toast.
"To your first lesson on becoming non-perfect!" He says.
I raise my glass and connect it to his. We drink and start eating. After a while I realize something while looking around.
"Damien," I say.
"Hm"
"We didn't actually clean anything up," I say.
Damein looks around him and looks at me.
"I guess it is back to the music for cleaning!" He says running to the radio and turning it on.
I laugh and start to clean off the counter. Smiling and thinking about how lucky I am.
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