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Forty - six ( Chef NJM )

"Why do I have to attend it? It's not like you'd learn from me after that cookery workshop." I told my mom who was busy watching some cooking show in the living room.

"I already booked a class just before I even knew our meeting would be in that same date." She retaliated.

"Mom. Do you expect me to attend the workshop with women your age? It'll be really weird!"

"Just go and attend as my replace. You'll just get the recipes to be taught and give them to me once it's done." She said.

"Fine. But what can I get in return??" I cheekily asked.

"You'll get spanked if you try to say no. Go and clean the table before you go to sleep." Mom said and I scrunched my nose and pouted.

"Promise to buy me new shoes!" I joked and she acted aiming her slippers at me.

"Just kidding!"

***

I decided to wear a  comfortable tee and a pair of jeans and went to the studio where the cookery workshop will be held. It's just 8 in the morning and I still feel lazy as hell.

As I was walking towards the entrance, I was surprised to see couple of girls my age lined up for the workshop.

We entered the kitchen and I was surprised how big the venue was.

"This isn't as bad as expected." I mumbled to myself as I looked around the place. I took the station near the back door since I really didn't had plans of getting involved with the activity. 

While waiting for it to start, I decided to play games on my phone when a guy my age sat on the station beside me. He was simply wearing a black shirt and a pair of jeans and he looked quite handsome too.

"Good morning." He gave me a smile and I bowed at him as a greeting.

"Good morning, too."

Girls who were sitting in front were looking at us and I felt really uncomfortable.

"What are they looking at?" I mumbled and I saw him chuckle.

He crossed his arms while staring in front but his smile never left it's place and I continued to do my thing while waiting for everyone to be complete.

"You look bored." He said with a friendly smile.

"Huh? Oh me? Yeah. Sort of. Is it too obvious?" I chuckled as I gave him a quick glance.

He secretly chuckled.

"Why?" He asked once again.

I was kinda getting annoyed because I couldn't completely concentrate on the game I was playing.

"You see, I was just asked to be here by my mom." I explained.

"I think cooking isn't for me,  too so I don't find it quite fascinating." I continued.

He shifted his seat towards me and listened casually.

"NO! This level is shit." I cursed underneath my breath when I lost the game.

He pursed his lips and tried not to stifle a smile.

A guy in his 40s entered the kitchen and I immediately knew he was the chef because he was wearing his black chef's uniform.

The guy beside me suddenly stood and I was confused.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"To work?" He casually said.