My mother has a new hobby of cooking so everyone has been invited to a family dinner. Well family and engagment dinner. So basically it's me Mum, Ric, David, Davids wife, the brat's and a few of Ric's friends. My friend wasn't alowed to come because Mum thinks Lucy's a bad influence. Honestly she only broke the one window and anyway i'm eighteen so Lucy doesn't influence me at all. Mum's making me help in the kitchen...yeah like i know how to cook. Come to think of it she doesn't know how to cook either. It will definatly be an interesting night.
"Fleur darling would you hand me the corriander?" she asks.
The corrie what? Great i don't know what that is. Oh well it's just a herb they're all the same...aren't they. I hand over the nearest jar i can find and go back to peeling vegtables. It's really interestly. Peeling vegtables is what i live for every eighteen year old knows it's the new in thing...yeah right!
Mum sighs dramatically and i can't help but roll my eyes. That woman is never satisfied.
"What is it?" i ask mimicing her dramatic tone.
"Fleur this is sugar!" she exclaims
I've had about enough of this woman i handed her a jar didn't i! And she can't cook so it doesn't matter what she put's in there it's still going to taste like dog food.
"Sorry mum" i say trying to play the perfect daughter.
Oh no mum's looking at the fish bowl. That really isn't good! Fishy the gold fish isn't the same fish we had before mum went away to Turkey for a week...only she doesn't know that. I got the best match i could i mean a gold fish is just a gold fish really. But my mothers not exactly normal she talks to Fishy everyday like he or she was a baby. Oh god what if i got the wrong sex and Fishy has babies. Maybe Fishy was a girl fish anyways. Oh i don't know how can you even tell. Right i'm just going to keep quiet.
"You know i'm a bit worried about Fishy he doesn't seem quite right" she comments
"He's fine" I squeek. It could be the fact that he's called Fishy. I've been victem to my mums naming skills and it is quite depressing.
"There's somthing Fishy going on here" Ric jokes as he walks into the kitchen.
Shoot me now i can see how this evening is going to go already.
"Our wonderful geusts are wondering when the dinner will be done" Ric informs us.
Some people are so rude if they want their dinner tell them to make it.
"Tell them never with Miss can't cook over there" mum laughs.
Fine well she can just cook herself then!
The doorbell goes and they both look at me expectantly. What do i have butler tatooed across my forehead! I roll my eyes and sigh before going to answer the door muttering to myself about how unfair they both are. I open the door with my greeting smile. Oh my god it's Mr Gorgeous from the picnic with two older friends.
"Hey" i say giving him my most sexy come and get me look. At least i hope that's what it said. When me and Lucy were practising our sexy looks she told me i looked like i was constipated. I quickly wipe the look from my face..just in case.
"Hey" he says in that sexy voice of his with that sexy smirk.
I smile brightly at him and then he hands me somthing. I haven't looked what it is i'm too busy looking into his blue eyes. I wonder if our kids would have his eyes...i snap out of it as he talks to me.
"Thats for you" he says with a smirk.
My smile vanishes as i see what i'm holding. A bottle of Dr pepper...ok this joke is getting old.
"Come in" i say in my normal tone of voice and i walk off into the kitchen not bothering to play the perfect hostess.
This night will be a disaster!