Daddy’s Hot Sauce

Emily

The digital clock approaches my bulging eyes; trying to gather all my senses. My eyes widened as I saw the exact time; it was eight-thirty in the morning and it is Tuesday so I jumped out of my bed to go inside the bathroom and take a shower. After a couple of minutes, I went out of the bathroom and moved as quickly as possible.

I got all the stuff that I need to bring; I looked at myself in the mirror and combed my hair with my fingertips then grabbed my bag and wear my white sneakers. I ran downstairs and went straight to the kitchen and I saw those clubhouse sandwiches made by mom; my one and only who can make magic out of her ingredients using her precious hands my mom crossed her arms in front of me as I was looking at it.

“You’re late again sweetie, when are you gonna change..”

I took a bite of it and hugged my mother so I won’t hear any of her words of wisdom.

“Your sandwich is the best,” I told her and kissed her on her cheeks.

I walked outside the house while I have the sandwich in my mouth and hopped inside the car then throw my bag on the passenger seat as I was starting up the engine. I am in a hurry because it is the second day of the seminar with Mr. Winston.

A culinary class that I have to attend for six months, my mother and father forced me to be on this. They told me that no man would ever marry a woman with no skills in the kitchen. Both of my parents were Chefs so they were wondering why I didn’t adopt at least one of their skills in the kitchen.

Twenty-five years of existence on this planet was an enjoyable ride for me but not until today.

“Hey, babe.”

“Morning babe, have you eaten breakfast?”

I turned the loudspeaker on my phone so I could drive properly while talking to my boyfriend. He was an ideal type of boyfriend. He never failed to remind me about everything; like my father. Well, I don’t mind about it, I love him and he loved me. What’s wrong with that?

“babe? Are you listening to me? Oh Shit! You’re driving. I got to hang up now. Love you, babe, careful!”

Matthew came from a well-known family and were childhood friend that turned out sweethearts. He’s a good-looking man too, but when we were in high school he was a nerdy type of teenager; wearing his glasses and didn’t mind about his looks and now he is a well-mannered and a handsome one.

When the light changed its’ color into a green one, I speed up my car to arrive on time. Then I arrived at the Parkson Building and I was smiling as I’m about to park my car in one of the free spaces in there, when a loud noise caught my attention and I turn my sight around and saw a Porsche car was going to park on that side, where I was going to park my car too.

I blew the horn as loud as possible to inform him that I went here first and move my car a little but it was a wrong move because I hit the car, it wasn’t as hard as you may think it would be but damn it! I hit a Porsche 911.

Both of us were not moving even a single inch. I leaned on the steering wheel of my car and was trying to think of a better solution. A while ago my problem was about this seminar but not this thing added to my list.

What a beautiful day indeed!

I peered into the side mirror of my car and saw nothing inside of that car, so I took a deep breath and unlock my car to get out of it. I slowly closed it and nervously for what I’m about to do. I bravely walked straight to that Porsche 911 and knocked on the window a couple of times but it didn’t open so I shrugged my shoulders and turned my back from it.

I was about to step my foot when someone speaks out.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Parking is one of the easiest things to do, Miss Smith.”

A deep voice of man can be heard and glared at me. My forehead creased when I heard the deep voice of a man. It seemed familiar with his voice so I turned around and was surprised by what she was looking at right now.

“Great! Of all the people, Why him? Why Mr. Winston!”

I forced a smile on him and greeted him politely. “Good Morning, Mr. Winston. I’m sorry about what happened. I was in a hurry not to be late for your class.” I explained to him.

Anders looked on the other way and went back at me, He simpered when he heard about her explanation and massaged his nose bridge as a sign of being annoyed. He took a deep breath and ignored her presence so he moved his car backward and looked for another spot to park the car.

On the other hand, I fell my mouth open.

I couldn’t believe what just happened and raised both of my hands in the air. “I hate you! I apologized but I was ignored, unbelievable.” I brushed my hair with my own hands then get in the car with full of annoyance toward Mr. Winston.

After that incident, I went into the classroom and sat on the chair in the third row. I looked around and most of the people in there, were excited to see Mr. Winston. Others were just reading their notes because today is the practical test and I was doom as I forgot about it, so I immediately took my notes and read it.

A couple of minutes had passed when I heard someone greeted me. “Good morning Miss Emily.” I didn’t bother to look at that person, I kept on reading my notes.

I was nervous and my palm was sweating. I couldn’t imagine when Mr. Winston tried to ask me something about the previous topic.

As I was about to turn the page, but there’s coldness that I felt in my entire body when I saw a pair of shoes and made me stopped from what I was about to do. I swallowed a couple of times as I smelled a familiar scent from behind, I lift my sight, and to my surprise both of our eyes were locked on each other and I felt my lips touched on his so she immediately stood up with a red in the face.