Note Thirty-Six
Add three cups of powdered sugar, red food coloring, and one cup of water into a large mixing bowl.
Stir until icing is smooth without clumps.
Let sit for five minutes to settle.
Repeat for all colors. Makes fifty cake pops.
"So, you going to Homecoming?" I asked casually, carefully watching the red food coloring drip into the plastic bowl.
Tucker looked at me, a little startled, before he went back to reading the directions. "Er, no, not yet."
"You have anyone in mind to ask?"
He shrugged. "I don't know."
I nodded, as if I understood, then went back to mixing the cake pop icings. Talking to Tucker was easy at some points, yet incredibly difficult at others; sometimes he would loosen up and chat freely, yet he always seemed restrained, causing some awkward silences every few minutes. I felt like he was hiding something from the world, not just me, and I was getting curious as to what exactly he refused to talk about.
Maybe I should talk to Sam about why Tucker's so reserved, I thought, stealing another glance at his rugged profile.
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The Bathroom Stall
Short StoryA short story of an abandoned bathroom stall door giving desperate, heartbroken girls relationship advice, hot guys incorrectly trying to woo hearts, a stupid dare in action, and irrationality ruling the minds of every character.
