“Ok, but no need to be so smug. You can cook, great. Not everyone is blessed with this ability,” she mutters.
I laugh at her irritation.
“Why are you laughing!?”
“Sorry, sorry. You’re just a terrible loser.”
“No, I’m not!” she snaps.
“Yes, you are. And…” I raise a judgmental brow, “You’re such a princess.”
“Omg, guys, stop. Rossi, you’re an amazing cook. And Tilly, you’re a sore loser. Now, eat!” Matt practically shoves the fork in my mouth.
“Thank you!” I declare, happy with that statement. Tilly doesn’t look too pleased, but everyone has to be humbled sometimes.
“So, what’s the plan today?” Yana asks, piling seconds on her plate.
“Of course you’d ask that, you over-organizer.” Kowalski teases.
We like to call Yana our calendar because she is literally our calendar.
I don’t remember the last time I used it when I lived with her.
“No, seriously, what are we doing today? It’s sunny outside, and we’re in the house doing nothing. Come on.” I nudge Zara’s shoulder. “Queen Z, you definitely have a good idea.”
“Hold on, Rossi. Yana askedmewhat we’re doing today, and I vo—”
“No, I didn’t! I asked everyone.”
“Yes, you did. And I vote we go on a run.” Matt suggests, looking way too excited at the idea.
“No offense, Matt, but no. Not everyone likes running in their free time.” T groans, looking like even thinking about running was a chore.
She is basically known for hating it. Every time the coach tells us to do laps, she makes it known that she is not happy about it.
“Zara?” I look at her expectantly. “Any ideas?”
“We could go to the waterpark?”
I plug my ears as Yana shrieks.
“Wait, that would be cute! I literally bought a new swimsuit recently. I’ve been waiting to wear it!” She’s practically jumping out of her seat.
“Fashionista.” Zara rolls her eyes.
“Hey!” Yana pushes Zara. “At least I look good.”
“And I don’t?”
“Ok, well, I never said that. Just because I complimented myself doesn’t mean I said you look bad,” Yana says.
“You saidat least,which indicates–”
Zara stops when Yana looks like she's about to explode.
“Whatever, you’re such a drama queen.”
“Thank you. You’re a queen too.”
