Elijah
Once we ended our shopping, we got into the car and drove back to my house. We unloaded the trunk and went inside placing all the ingredients onto the counter. I'm a pretty good baker so as long as she is a bit of help or a fast learner then we should get this done in no time.
"ok so what are we starting with?" Grace looked up at me as she leaned against the counter with her arms behind her and her hands holding the counter.
"let's start with the cake so that we can refrigerate it while we make the sides and main course. I like cold cake." I told her as I looked down at her green eyes. I stood in front of her. I swear I couldn't stay away from her if I wanted to.
"kk, what ingredients do we need?" she asked nodding to the box as she let go of the counter and walked over to my huge fridge. She looked so small compared to it. Well, she was small. I turned around and grabbed the cake mix box out of the grocery bag.
"ok we need..3 eggs, 1 stick of butter, half a cup of vegetable oil and a cup of water." I read her off all the ingredients. She looked in the fridge trying to find the eggs. She found the carton and grabbed 3 eggs handing them to me. She then looked for the butter. She grabbed the pack of 4 out of the side of the door and pulled one out of the pack.
"ok where's the oil?" she looked at me. I nodded to the pantry and watched as she walked to it. Her hips swaying and her long wavy hair moving with her steps. She walked into the pantry disappearing into the ingredients. She walked out of the pantry holding a glass bottle with the label 'vegetable oil' on it. She extended her arm handing it to me and I placed it onto the island behind me with the other ingredients. I placed down the box and walked over to the bottom cabinets and grabbed out a mixing bowl and a whisk from the drawer of cooking utensils.
"should you grab the measuring cup from that cabinet?" I pointed to the cabinet beside the microwave as I stood up and placed the bowl and whisk beside the ingredients. I turned around to see if Grace had gotten the measuring cup yet. She had the cabinet open and was on her tippy toes extending her arm and fingers as long as they'd go to reach for the glass cup on the top shelf. I smiled at the sight and walked up behind her. My chest almost hitting her as I grabbed it with ease. She turned pulled down her arm and turned around. Her back against the counter as I stood In front of her. Barely any room between us. She looked up at my eyes. her lips slightly parted. Her beautiful green eyes were so soft. Her porcelain doll skin looked so smooth ad clear. I cleared my throat before turning back around and walking towards the ingredients.
I heard her exhale a shaky breath. Did I fluster her? I grinned at the thought. I really did have an effect on her. I placed down the measuring glass and turned around to look at her. She was typing away on her phones key board. My eyes narrowed at her. She was so sucked into whatever she was doing. I snatched her phone right out of her hand so quickly.
"hey?!" he looked up at me shocked.
"nope. You're not fucking up this project because you're too obsessed with your phone." I stated as I slipped her phone into my sweat pant's pocket.
"ugh. fine. what do you need me to do?" she rolled her eyes before finally giving in and paying attention.
"ok so I need you to measure half a cup of oil and a cup of water then pour them into the bowl." I gave her the instructions she needed to complete before I took an egg in my hand and tapped it against the metal bowls rim and cracked it open with one hand. She grabbed the oil and measuring cup and started pouring the thick liquid into the cup. She was concentrating so hard on getting the exact measurements. She held up the cup looking at where the oil sat and then walked closer to me and poured it into the mixing bowl. The oil pushed the egg yolk as I then cracked another one with ease. She walked to the sink and rinsed out the measuring cup and then walked over to the filtered water machine and filled the cup up to the 1 cup measurement.
She poured it into the bowl as I dumped the egg yolk in at the same time. She sat down the measuring glass and then wiped her hands on her black skirt.
"What now?" she smiled looking up at me. She was so pretty. So easily perfect and admiring.
"well, how about you pre-heat the oven because we forgot to do that." I smiled. That's embarrassing. I claim to be so good at baking and forget to pre-heat the oven?
"m-kay." she smiled before walking over to our double stacked ovens. "which one?" she looked at me in confusion.
"Whichever one is fine." I smiled at her as she pressed bake and then set it to 370 degrees and then clicking start. she walked over to me.
"now what?" Her voice excited. I'm assuming she liked baking.
"your chipper." I looked at her. She was smiling ear to ear. Why the sudden burst of emotion?
"I just got some good news is all." she beamed before taking the whisk and bowl from me as she started to mix the ingredients in the bowl together.
"oh really? what was it?" I know I've been really cold to her in school but that's only because I didn't want others to see I cared for her. Outside of school I could be however I wanted. I was free.
"so, we've been getting along pretty well today and i'm going to be honest.." she took a deep breath as she was hesitant to tell me her news. "me and Cindy are going to the party tonight.." she looked at me scanning my face for a reaction. I didn't mind the fact that she was coming I was just scared to see how people were going to treat her there. I didn't want to get in 2 fights in 2 weeks.
"oh ok.." I gave a her a faint smile as I took the whisk and bowl back from her hands. She was taking to long. I started mixing the ingredients fast as there was now a rich red color.
"your not mad?" she looked at me confused. Her brows furrowed as she looked at me waiting for a response.
"I'm not mad. Your 17. I'm not your dad or boyfriend. I have no say in what you do." I think it sounded like i was mad but I truly wasn't. I had no right to tell her what she can or can't do. I know I told her at school during lunch that she wasn't going but I only said it knowing she wouldn't listen to me.
"I mean you do have a say. Your my guy best friend." she gave me a slight smile. ouch. I hated when those words came out of her mouth. Especially when she was referring to me. I just gave her a small smiles and nodded my head and the statement.
"so what are you and Cindy wearing?" I asked her. I really was curious.
"devils and angels. I'm the angel." she smiled hugely. As her tone claimed a sound of excitement. She bit her bottom lip and looked at me for a reaction or response. God. The things that this woman did to me.
"that's cool." I looked at her as I grabbed the nonstick spray from beside the stove and a cake pan from the cabinet by the sink.
"I know, right?! I'm so excited for the final outfits. she was who I was texting. She had her outfit ready. can I?" she nodded to the pan and batter. I nodded at her and her happiness made me happy. I loved seeing her happy. That's all I ever want for her, Is for her to be happy. She poured the batter into the pan and scraped the bowls sides for excess. She smoothed and evened out the batter in the pan and then held it walking over to the now pre-heated oven and placed it on the top rack making sure not to burn herself. This cake wasn't our final product to serve to our teacher it was only a test round. After icing the cake together she drove to her huge house and then I headed to Luke's house. One of the reasons I started hanging around Cindy and them was because Cindy was Luke's sister so she was constantly around him which meant I had to be around her.
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