"Jeez! I can't find the stock of the cake flour!"
I found Jack complaining in the kitchen the next day and I can't help but frown as she has left most of the drawers open.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to buy extra bags the last time I went to the supermarket." Lily, one of the maids replied as she turned to her with a pout.
"Hey, what's going on here? Why are you looking for cake flour?" I asked as I glanced at the wall clock above the fridge. It's already 1 pm and I just woke up so I skipped breakfast and lunch.
"Aww! Why, Lily, why?" Jack pretended to be crying but Lily just laughed at her.
"What will you do with the cake flour?" I asked again. I walked past her and took the pitcher of orange juice from the fridge.
"I'm thinking of baking a mocha cake," she replied which caused me to spill the juice out of my mouth.
"I'm sorry, but you're what?" I bit my lip to stifle my grin.
"I'm going to bake a chocolate mocha cake," she gave me a shrug.
"Whoa! But you don't know how to bake!" I blurted out laughing which she narrowed her eyes at me.
"That's why I'm going to try, duh!"
"Oh, okay," I said nodding. "I'll buy you cake flour and some ingredients you will need for baking later, but can I have my brunch first? I'm starving, you know,"
"Ahhh... thank you, you are really the best of all my best friends!" she even hugged me from behind.
"Tss! I'm your only best friend, hello!"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot, but let me serve your food so that we are even. You'll buy me ingredients and I'll serve you your food!"
"Haist! You now sound like my brother, tsk. tsk. tsk!" I just rolled my eyes as she giggled behind me.
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After having lunch, I decided to go to the supermarket. I have nothing to do at home so I offered to buy Jack's ingredients and of course, at least I could think of other things other than Luke and what happened last night.
I still couldn't believe how he had successfully turned the tables all of a sudden.
"His facial expression was so damn cold--- argh!" I couldn't help but bang my hands on the steering wheel.
I had just parked my car and now calming my nerves before entering the supermarket.
"Jeez! I just wanted to ask him what he heard but he ignored me just like that!" I kept hitting the poor steering wheel as it was the only thing I could throw my frustration into. "Hmmp! Anyway, why would I bother explaining to him? Yeah, I don't owe him an explanation in the first place, duh!"
I exited the car still feeling annoyed about what happened but since I can't do anything about it anymore, I decided to walk into the supermarket oblivious to the stares I was getting from someone who was following me since my car had left my parents' house earlier.
But guess what? I wandered around the supermarket with the same thoughts in my head.
-'Haha... now you've tasted your own medicine!'- I heard the left side of my brain picking on me.
-'Yeah, what gave you the right to explain when you didn't even give him the chance when he was the one asking you the same thing, huh?'- and the right side added.
"Haist!" I shook my head as I screamed, completely forgetting that I wasn't in my room but inside the supermarket.
"Miss, are you okay?"
"Huh?" I gasped when I heard a voice to my left and saw a middle-aged man with concern laced in his eyes as he stared at me.
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