Chapter 1
Philip wanted to get back at everyone. Everyone who ever made fun of him, teased him, bullied him. He hated that he had been kicked out of the choir because of Flick, it wasn't fair, he had just as much right to be there as anyone else. Now everyone teased him about would all get what they deserved, he would make sure of that.
"Do you need a hand?" Rachel had strolled into the kitchen to see how Phillip was getting on with cooking the brownies he seemed so eager to sell for tomorrow's fundraiser at the school. As she scanned the kitchen she could see all the ingredients sprawled across the side. Philip had barely even started making them. She glanced at the clock 8pm. Rachel knew they couldn't take too long as both her and Philip needed to be in early tomorrow to help set up for the fundraiser.
"Yeah a hand would be great, thanks rach, I'm not brilliant at this cooking thing"
"Sure no problem, it's been years since I've cooked brownies so let me check if I remember it correctly" Rachel replied heading over to stare at the recipe book that was propped open on the countertop. Phillip used this distraction to take the outer packaging off the newly brought chocolate. He quickly put it in the bin, making sure the bold heading of Laxative was facing down so as to ensure Rachel didn't rumble his plan before it was in full swing.
Several hours later the smell of chocolate overpowered the kitchen as batch upon batch of brownies sat cooling. Rachel grinned as she looked around, Phillip had finally found something that had drawn his interest and he seemed somewhat happy to bake the brownies for the school, which was more of a school spirit that Rachel had been trying to drag out of him since he was kicked out the choir. She was very surprised when Philip took up the suggestion of baking for the fundraiser when she suggested it.
Rachel began to pack the brownies into Tupperware containers ready for Philip to take them in to school tomorrow. Philip by this point had gone upstairs to bed after Rachel insisted that he got an early night. Rachel wished she could just leave the brownies and go to bed as the smell of chocolate was so strong she was beginning to feel somewhat sick. The brownies needed to be put away now as they were always so stretched for time in the morning.
Rachel finally put the last few brownies in the box, sealed it before she headed upstairs away from the sickening smell of chocolate and up to bed.