THIRD PERSON P.O.V
5th Avenue........
A street that flaunted with various costly retailers. Louis Vuitton, Prada, Armani and many more. Perfect place for wealthy person. Especially woman. Desired to get attention from everyone by hav8ng a great sense of fashion.
But unlike any women, this one who didn't want or wanted those opulence.
Among the shops, there is one that always get a long queue as early five in the morning. Waiting to start their lovely morning with a hot cup of coffee and freshly baked pastries.
"Shall we go somewhere else. This queue it's too long, man" one of the guy whisper to his friend who is also in the line.
That friend groan, "You think I didn't want to."
"What do you mean?" he asked in confused.
The friend sigh, "My boss asked me to buy breakfast from this shop."
He shrug, "You can just buy it from somewhere and change the package."
The friend whack his forehead.
"What was that for?!"
"Shh" an old man behind them hushed them both.
They both apologized to the old man and the friend glare at him.
"My boss tried every pastries from here. He damn know the taste of those very well. If he find out I buy it from somewhere else, he'll definitely kick me out from the rooftop."
"What's so good about this shop?"
His question get everyone's attention at there and glare at him in displease.
"Quiet dumbass!" the friend whisperly yelled at him and apologized again to everyone.
"Half of the Manhattan liked 'R&T'. Especially the bakeries made by her" he said to that guy.
"Her?" He asked another silly question.
"Sydney Maynard"
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While people quietly waiting outside the shop, some bustling up when time to open the shop is almost near.
Every person had their own duties from preparing the dough until baking. However this person controls them.
Her snow white skin covered in flour made her glow even more. Her mute brown hair braided into a bun and covered it with a toque blanche.
Taking a spoon, she taste all the prepared batter. Her facial expression indicates it's cloyed.
"Megan, you put too much sugar into this" she said while check the next batter.
She shook her head, "This batter is too thick. Need to add one more egg"
"Roger chief" Gable gave her a slaute and do as she instruct.
As she checked every pastries initial process, she continued with the final staging. That's the crucial part of it.
When customers buying, it must be look presentable. It will make them satisfy woth their product.
"Watch it Jeff! You're going to ruin the taste if you add that much of frosting on that cake" Sydney warned him.
"Got it boss" he said playfully.
"Syd, croissants are ready" Yona said out loud as she begin to pullout the tray from the oven until Sydney stopped her.
"Let it stay on warm for three minutes. It will make outside skin crisp."
"Counter to kitchen. SUNRISE, E.T.A THIRTY MINUTES. OVER ......."
A deep gruffy voice yelled out from the spaeker that fixed at the top of the wall in the kitchen.
Both them chuckle as Sydney clap her hands.
"Double time guys!"
A bowl filled with batter accidentally slipped off from Gable's hands and it pours on Megan's shoes.
"What the hell Gabel?!" Megan snapped at him.
He scratch his hand on the back of his beck, "Sorry Megan. I didn't do it on purpose."
She sneer, "Of course you don't because YOUR HANDS ARE SLIPPERY, DICKWAD!"
He groan, "Unlike you, I don't put too much sugar and send off our customers with diabetes you jerk!"
She gasp in horror and throw a spatula of chocolate batter aiming at his face. And it hits.
"What the hell! You're going to pay for this one" he curse and take bowl of raspberry batter.
"ENOUGH BOTH OF YOU!" Sydney shoutout loud.
Everyone in the kitchen stops whatever they're doing and turn into complete silence. They all stare at her in shock that made her flush in embarrassment.
She clear my throat, "Guys we have to work together. Without a proper flow of communication there is no winning."
"Counter to Kitchen! Sunrise E.T.A TWENTY MINUTES!!!..........."
Sydney roll my eyes. He's still think this is a military base.
"Today we have to satisy our customers. We make sure they empty out our pastries, cakes, doughnuts, buns, breads and everything that we're doing right now"
"You're right Syd" Yona said and other nod theri heads as well.
"What you're all waiting for then. TO YOUR BATTLESTATION!!!........."
Others roar out and get back to their work with full force and energy. Preparing for another glorious day.
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SYDNEY P.O.V
"Sydney, as always you amazed me everytime. Your baking skils are quite exceptional"
Mr Jacob happily praised me while counting the money from the cash register machine.
I chuckle, serving him a cup of coffee and a slice if baked apple pie on his table.
"Its just one of my talent I suppose"
He gave me knowing look. I don't like to show off but when talking with him, I just wanted to.
"Fine. I just want to enhance my skill"
Ever since I was five, I loved baking. It's not a hobby but an inspiration from someone I loved.
Soon, it changed into an obsession until I intend to become a professional baking chef.
"After you get your degree, I can hire you permanently here. You could be the main head."
I shook my head in dismissal. "Thank for the offer Mr Jacob but I'm going to reject it."
He gasp feel unpleasant. "Are you looking down on ROAST & TOAST."
Yup. 'ROAST & TOAST' is his shop name that I'm working here as a part timer.
My eyes widen and shakes my head, "Of course not Mr Jacob! It's just that ........"
"She want to win the Master Patissier this year"
Megan interrupts their conversation as she came out from the kitchen.
He glance at her and then me. A glimpse of shock flash on both of his eyes.
"You mean the biggest baking competition that's going to be held at Paris."
I nod my head. His jaw dropped and soon burst into laugh.
"Are you kidding me girl? Do you have any idea what you're saying right now"
I didn’t say anything as he continued.
"That cometition is not simple as you think. Every professional baker around the world will participate. Nobody couldn't even know how much years of experience they might possibly have"
I shrug, "I could care less about it"
My answer triggered him as he groan, pointing his finger at me.
"Then, tell me girl. What makes you think you could win that title?"
"I have a strong courage Mr Jacob. Everyday, I keep pushing myself to improve. Trying new recipes, figuring alternative techniques and even creating my own innovative ideas."
"Little girl, those are not just enough for you to achieve the aim of yours. It may help you to get into the qualifying round. But winning that competition is out of your league. "
What he said makes other people make sense. However, for me he's just degrading my skills.
"I will get qualify and I'm damn sure, I will win it" I said in confident.
He shut his mouth when seeeing my determinatin.
He sigh his shoulders, "Girl, I'm saying this through my experience. Sometimes getting overconfident makes a person eventually fail."
I scoff, "I'm not overconfident Mr Jacob"
He look at me in disbelief. "Not overconfident. You're just dreaming something big that you can't get it.
"Sometimes, you have to dream big to go big"
"That's my girl" Megan supported me. I gave her smile over her genuine.
Not everyone has a kind heart like her.
When I told my idea in participating in that competition, Megan was one of the person who didn't look down on me. Instead, she feel prouded.
"What do you say Mr Jacob? Is she able to win?" Megan asked him.
He think about it a while and a small smile tug on his lips.
"If Syd think she could win it, then I can wish you a good luck."