Cake Part I


Shit, shit, shit, shit! Mallory was in trouble, the blue eyes of Cordelia's guest was on her with an intensity of a raging sun, she should not have run at speed with a plate of cake in her hand, now that said cake is decorating the young man's clothes.

"I'm sorry, shit, sorry, I'll get them washed,'' Mallory said in panic as she tried to wipe the frosting off the young man's blazer. The young man grabbed hold of Mallory's hand to stop her, she tried to yanked her hand from his grasp but his grip was tight enough that she was sure that it would bruise.

"Michael, let go of her". Cordelia shouted, Michael glared at Cordelia before letting go of Mallory's hands, then she continued, "Give her your blazer and she'll clean it up for you". Michael reluctantly removed it and handed it to Mallory. Mallory kept apologizing when he handed her the blazer.


Mallory returns the blazer to Michael in front of his room after few days. When Michael took it back, he again grabbed Mallory's hand. "What will you do to make up for this mess?" He asked her.

Mallory was shocked at his question and the way his hand was gently wrapped around hers, unlike before. "I already cleaned that stupid blazer, what else do you want me to do?". She stared at him in challenge.

Michael's face looked like he was contemplating, but still holding on to Mallory's hand, was he caressing her hand, she wanted to look to be sure, but she maintained eye contact with him. But then, his face became closer and closer, until his lips landed on hers, after a few seconds that felt like hours, Michael lets her go and licks his lips "Now, we're even", then he shuts his door.

Mallory's legs gave out from the shock and she sat there, in front of Michael's door, she wasn't sure what had just happened. It took her a couple of more minutes before Mallory finally finds the strength to stand up and leave.

Michael on the other hand laid down on his bed with a goofy grin on his face, Mallory's lips was sweeter than any cake in the world. He remembers his blazer and smelled it, it smells like her now.

Who would have thought that a cake on his clothes would make him think of the girl who was holding it. At first, he was just angry, so his eyes would follow her around whenever they were both in the same room, which was almost all the time since she was Cordelia's top student and also in the running for the Supremacy. However, little by little, he sees more and more of her, he no longer stares at her in anger, but with pure curiosity.