Oliver
I woke up at 4:00 this morning and started with my day. I prepared breakfast and lunches for everyone and prepared Aruélie and Dominique for school.
Aruélie and Dominique go to Starlight Preparatory School, a private school that goes from preschool to high school. I chose to stay in public school cause prep school kids aren’t my thing.
I walk into Aruélie’s room and nudge her awake. She gets up slowly and rubs her tired eyes. Her golden hair was tangled and messy so I walked her to the bathroom to take care of it.
After I brushed Aruélie’s hair it looked like golden treads. I put her hair into two high buns with pink bows and left her bangs on each side of her chubby heart shaped face.
Her sky blue eyes twinkled and she when to go put on her uniform. A simple button down white shirt embroider with the school crest on the upper right side and a black uniform skirt. She pair it with her favorite sparkles pink converse and then she was ready.
I went into Dominique’s room which he was already prepared. He looked at me from under his slightly messy dark brown hair, he’s the only one in the family with dark hair.
His green eyes shining in the dim light of his lamp like a cats. I smile at him and walk into the kitchen which he follows me.
He’s quiet but loves me more than anything. He’s extremely antisocial and would get picked on because of that but I would always help him so now it’s like he imprinted on me.
He and Aruélie sit at the table and I serve them their food. While they eat I serve a plate for mother and put it in her room.
I nudge her gently and she wakes up and looks at me with a smile. I point to her breakfast and glass of juice on her little nightstand. “Merci beaucoup, petit macaron.” She said softly in her strong French accent that carried on to me. “De rien, maman macaron.”
I walk out and see that Aruélie and Dominique are done with breakfast and have washed their dishes. They grab their stuff and we all start walking to school.
After I drop them of at school I walk to school myself catching up with my friends along the way.
Clementine, as eccentric as always, is wearing a pastel galaxy skater skirt, pastel pink shirt that says, “Head in the clouds”, pastel pink thigh high socks, glitter silver shoes, and her hair in a high ponytail with a ribbon around it.
Next to her stood Scarlett and Carter. Scarlett wore and deep plum color dress that went to her knees with a ribbon around her waist, black doc marten heels, gold necklace and bracelet, and her deep auburn hair neatly pinned into and bow shape.
Carter sang a sweet tune that I heard from far away. He had a black and white plaid shirt, black skinny jeans, white combat boots with black laces and accentuates, and his everyday hourglass necklace. His strawberry blond hair gentle blew in the wind and his hazel eyes were as bright as they normally are.
Over to the side, standing on a fire hydrant, was Mazikeen. Clementine and I have know her since forever. She has always been confident and a little reckless now and then but she’s a great friend.
Her and Carter were basically wearing the same thing but her shirt was red and black plaid, her jeans were ripped in various place, her combat boot were completely black and she wore her everyday leather choker.
Mazikeen is quite odd but a different version of odd from Clementine. She’s been abused many times and hides the scars. She wears that choker to hide the rope burn marks from her attempted suicide. Her hair and skin are the same color, white as paper; she’s an albino but one you shouldn’t mess with.
Clem and I saved her from severe depression and now she even smiles sometimes. She’s tough on the outside but extremely sensitive on the inside.
Carter waves at me and Clementine runs over to hug me tightly. Once I get to my group of friends Clementine starts talking, “So…I hope you don’t mind but I told our besties about you and Blake.”
My face flushed, “I-it’s okay, they’re our best friends anyways, can’t keep secrets right.”
Scarlett stared at me with her terrifying yet intoxicating grey eyes. “This Blake, what is he like?”
I look at the ground and start talking softly, “I don’t really know him but he’s tall, muscular, he has gorgeous blueish grey eyes, he’s sweet and likes my sweets.”
Scarlett raises her eyebrow curiously, “So it was like love at first sight?” I thought about her question for a few seconds, “Yeah, I guess it was.”
She smiles and starts jumping with joy, “Oh! How romantic. A rose sweeter than no other hath been picked by a sweet prince! Ay! I do say that I feel the warmth around my heart. It must be the blanket of love!”
She kept up her poetic tangent and took my hands in hers surprising me. “The Cupid’s hath bless thou my sweet little flower.” Then suddenly she gets serious, “But, be thou warned, do not take the path of Romeo and Juliet.”
I giggle slightly and everyone else laughs while Scarlett daydream of who knows what.
Mazikeen walks in front of me and puts her hand on my shoulder with a smile, “You have my blessing but if he hurts you, I’m castrating him…”
I stare a Mazikeen terrified knowing that she might actually do it then she chuckles slightly, “Don’t worry, I’m crazy but not that crazy. Wanna make some mooncakes today?”
My emotions lifted and I jumped with joy, “I’d love to make mooncakes today!”
Mooncakes are a traditional Japanese pastry that is usually eaten around the Mid-Autumn festival. The festival celebrates the moon and during the festival there is usually moon watching. The crust of the mooncakes are made with yolks from salted duck eggs and lard or vegetable oil. The inside filling is either red bean paste or lotus bean paste.
Mazikeen knows how to make them because her Japanese mother grew up in China so she taught her.
Mazikeen is Japanese and Australian, her Australia father had several problems and would abuse her and her mother. Now she lives with her mother and Scottish step-mother who is super kind.
All of us now walk to school which is extremely close. Once we get inside Carter goes to the choir room. He’s the best singer ever which got him the nickname Siren.
Scarlett goes to the drama room connected to the stage because she basically lives in the spotlight which is why she’s called Drama Queen but our friend group sometimes calls her Lucifer cause her middle name, Araru, means Netherworlds is Babylonian.
Mazikeen, Clementine, and I all walk to the Home Ec to start baking the mooncakes.
Mazikeen usually spends her time either on the track, in the weight room, or in the dance room. Secretly she loves dancing and she’s amazing at it but only Carter and me know.
Mazikeen does most of the work with the mooncakes because she knows best, she looks so delicate when she does it though. Her razor cut bob tied into a tiny ponytail and her pink eyes focused on the task before her. She’s as delicate as a butterfly but she’s built up a poisonous armor around her.
Once she’s done we all feast on the mooncakes. They’re as delicious as they always are.
There’s a soft knock at the door and I turn my head to see who it is. My eyes widen and my face starts heating up quickly, it’s Blake!
Blake only looks at me, his eyes locked in mine. Clementine and Mazikeen look from me to him over and over.
Clementine whispers something in Mazikeen’s ear then Mazikeen gets up and walks over to Blake. She examines him up and down before giving him a mooncake, patting him on the shoulder, and walking away.
Ah, Mazikeen and her silent acceptance, she never really shows any emotions.
Blake looks confused for a second then walks inside towards me. Once he gets close enough Clementine giggles and walks out of the Home Ec room.
Blake leans on the counter that I’m sitting on, we eat in silence for a little while until he breaks it, “It’s hard to admit this but ever since that kiss I just can’t get you off my mind.”
My face heats up more than it already was, “I feel the same way, whenever I think about you my heart beat speeds up and my face flushes.”
We sat in silence for a while longer then his warm hand started to intertwine with mine.
His eyes locked with mine, they were filled with gentle love and passion. He spoke softly, “I know I just met you Oliver but will you go out with me?”
His words clung to me for a long time. My mind went blank like it powered off, I just stared at him until my thought fully rebooted.
I couldn’t help but come to tears. I was hard to form words but so quietly they can out, “…y-yes…”.
When I said that he hugged me tightly and I hugged back just as tight. I tears stopped and were replaced with giggles as her whispered his doubts that I would stay yes.
Suddenly outside the room, there was a loud high pitch squeal. Blake and I turned to see Clementine and Scarlet poking their heads in the door with tears streaming down each of their faces.
Scarlett walked in followed by Clementine, Carter, and Mazikeen. Scarlett clapped happily with tears still streaming down her face, “That was the best performance I’ve ever seen! Encore! Encore!”
Clementine clapped along with her while still crying, “Encore means kiss!” Carter and Mazikeen just smiled at Blake and I.
I looked at Blake asking him with my ears if we should give them what they want which he responded with the action.
Clementine and Scarlett screamed but all I heard was my heartbeat in my ears. Blake held me gently as if I were going to break if he clung or kissed to hard.
Once we separated I saw Clementine and Scarlett fanning each other like they were about to faint.
Clementine walked closer and grabbed Blake and my hand. “Please! Please! Please! Let me plan the wedding!”
My eyes widened, “Wedding!”, Scarlett in the background hugged herself and looked off into space dreamily, “Oh, your children would look adorable!”
For the next ten minutes Clementine and Scarlett teased us while Blake only stared lovingly at me.
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