With You Again

~*Chapter 26*~

I shrugged it off and placed my phone inside my sweatpants's pocket. I decided to go downstairs and check on the others. When I arrived downstairs, Bri, Theia, Kevin and Adam were watching my mom cook tonight's food. She wasn't cooking the meat yet though. Just the sides, salads, and pasta. She loves pasta, so she's cooking that first.

"Pasta Pasta Pasta~" She said in a sing-song voice.

Bri, Theia, Kevin and Adam said the same. How creepy. It's like my own mother hypnotized my friends with her cooking.

"Ohayogozaimasu Izzy-chan!" Theia smiled.

"Good morning to you too, Theia," I replied with a pat on her head.

I looked around, observing what was happening right now. The house was busy like last time there was a party here. People were preparing for tonight. Placing, cleaning, retouching, basically making things perfect. And it was in the process of being perfect.

"Oh! here Izzy!" Mom acknowledged, sliding a plate of crepes in front of me. Oh my kanye, Mom's crepes. When I was a kid, I loved eating these..

I cut out a piece of the delicious thin pancake drizzled with chocolate and forked it up. I took my time, indulging the flavors that danced it my mouth. The tartness of the strawberries, the creaminess of the homemade whipped cream, and the bitter-sweetness of the chocolate. They all made me feel like home. Even the texture of the crepe it self took me back to my home in Florida where I would eat it while watching the waves crashing the shores on summer mornings.

"Yummy.." I said, slowly eating the crepe while the others carried on with work.

"Enjoying that crepe?" Mom's voice spoke.

"Yep. Just how I like it." I replied, scooping up the chocolate syrup and leftover cream with my finger and with one lick, all that was on my finger has dropped down the hatch.

"Glad to hear that."

I stood up, placing my empty plate in the sink. I drank my morning milkshake, which was just a regular Strawberry milkshake and placed the cup in the sink as well.

"Oh yeah, mom," I turned to her. "Will Matteo be coming home from London?"

"That, I'm not sure."

Matteo's my little brother. He's older than Nadine by a year and he's pretty much busy all the time. He started college in Oxford after I graduated college in Yale. But right now, he's in his last year in college and he will soon work in New York.

"If he does, he better bring my tea bags." Mom added.

Both of us let out a chuckle.

"Oh and sweetie, I have a favor."

"Okiedokie, what is it?"

"Can you pick up some groceries for me?" She said, handing me a list of things I needed to buy. When I read it, I realized, 'Oh wow, this is long.'

So I did what she told me to do. I picked up the car keys of my white Bentley and went out side. I climbed inside my car, turning on the ignition and drove to the nearest grocery, which was, Walmart. And in 5 minutes, I was already there. See how near that was? Yep.

I parked the car in the parking area, somewhere near the entrance and got out. I casually walked inside Walmart, to be greeted by the typical supermarket/mall vibe. I tied my hair up and placed some sunglasses on to lay low, avoiding people making eye contact at me. I was a celebrity after all, and if they follow me back to the house, it would be a nightmare for mom.

I checked the list mom gave me. The first items were, luckily, in the same aisle. That would make it much quicker. The first item on the list is some ketchup. Followed by Mustard and Mayo. I grabbed the brand I usually use and went on with the others. I picked up the meat my mom reserved and basically, everything else.