May's POV
It was probubly the worst love - hate relationship in the world. When we collide it ends in fury and tears on occassions. When we're happy, it's like the angels sing just for us.
"But somtimes he just pisses me off sooooo much!" I say, Breaking the small silence between my friends and I, while stirring the mix furiously.
"Then don't make him chocolate?" Dawn offers, tasting a bit of her probubly leathal concoction. It has defintely crossed my mind to not do anything for him, but it is valentines day...
"No, you should just suck it up and give him the burnt things. She knows she loves him, and he's proububly already planning somthing for her." Misty corrects, pouring her chocolate mix into a lollipop mold.
"They're not burnt!" I yell at her, "You don't even cook chocolate!" Which is probubly what she ment, my chocolate will be so bad it's probubly fizzeled. She giggles a bit. The nerve.
"You don't?" Iris panics, running to the oven to turn it off. She pulls out her tray and her heart chocolates look horrible.
"What flavor are these again?" I ask, trying to make the situation better.
"Im doing double dark fudge!" Dawn exclaims happily, as she shoves the bowl in my face, "Try some!" She offers. I scrape some mix off of the rim of the bowl with the tip of my finger and taste it, its delicious, and mine probubly suck. Now i feel upstaged by everyone but Iris, and unfortunitely thats not much of a win.
Before i know it im crying on the floor and everyones standing over me. "Mine are probubly gonna suck and my relationship with him will get worse!" I sob out.
Iris makes a 'tsk tsk' sound and responds quickly, "Oh sweetie, thats not possible!" Then im crying harder. Misty wacks Iris on the head and trys to comfort me. I hear the oven beep behind me and Iris turns away to tend to it. Dawn says somthing about not baking chocolate for the 3rd time and im still crying on the cold tile floor.
I hear the door open and then im facing none other than my boyfriend himself. He's looking at me, confused. I cry a bit harder and misty tries to dismiss him. But he won't leave.
Drew's POV
This is weird. Why isn't she ready? I said be outside at 5. I walk inside and go tword the noise coming from the kitchen. I pass Iris watching TV and barely hear her mutter 'Move it Grasshead' while im in front of the TV.
Dawn rushes down the stairs carrying tissues and i can hear the noise a bit clearer now, its crying, its May crying. I burst through the door before Dawn is even all the way downstairs.
She looks at me and cries harder and Misty tries to make me leave, telling me im "Making it worse". I ignore her and sit down infront of May.
May quiets down for a moment and looks at me confused. I flip my hair and smirk at her. Her tears start again but their small ones, running down her cheekbones. I wipe them away smoothly with my thumb and smell burnt chocolate. I realize what they've been doing and try to make things a bit better.
"Wanna go for some ice cream?" I ask, she nods slightly and I pick her up bridal style and carry her to my car.