Chapter 21

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Why did I agree to go out and buy the grocery? I would've just said no to mom if I had known that I'd be buying so much.

"Hey Sarah."

I turn around to see a familiar face. My heart starts beating faster and I can feel my cheeks warming up.

"Hey Aaron."

"You seem to be struggling with those bags. Do you mind if I help?"

"No, of course not."

I give him two of the bags I'm holding.

"Wow! This really is heavy!"

"Yeah. Go figure."

We start walking.

"So, what have you been doing lately Sarah?"

"Well. I have started learning cooking."

"I hope you didn't burn down your house this time."

"Ha-ha, no I didn't. Things turned out surprisingly well this time."

"So, which dish have you learnt to cook?"

"Well, right now I can cook pasta, pizza and steak."

"Wow, that's good. You're learning fast and you'll catch up to me in no time with that pace."

"Thanks Aaron. What have you been doing?"

"I have been painting my room."

"Really? Why?"

"Well, I got bored of the colors so, I decided to repaint."

"Wow, that's good."

"You should have seen me a week before, my face was partially blue in color."

"How did that manage to happen?"

"Just a little workplace accident."

"Come on Aaron, I won't tell anyone."

"Okay. So, I was painting my room and I kept the paint bucket on the top step. While getting down, I accidentally knocked it over and the whole bucket fell on me."

I start laughing hysterically.

"Hey, come on. It's not that funny, is it?"

"It is really funny. I mean how do you even manage to knock a paint bucket over yourself?"

"Ha-ha, I guess I possess a particular skill set that no one else does."

"Yeah, maybe you do. But, this is nothing compared to what I've done. When I was in primary school, I took my bike to the park and rode it down the stairs because I thought it was a good idea."

He starts laughing.

"Really? What happened after that?"

"After that, I fell down and broke my teeth."

"How many of them?"

"Four of them. Thankfully, all of them were milk teeth."

"Yeah, imagine if they were permanent ones. You'd be looking like a pirate right now."

I punch him hard on the shoulder.

"Ouch! You should control your punches or you'll break my bones someday."

"Ha-ha. I have actually done that once before."

"I don't even want to know how."

We stop outside my house and he hands me my bags.

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