For the ones who have fallen in love,
Out of love
And the ones who love their cats

1) That's the way the cupcake crumbles

Love is right around the corner is a phrase that is too overused and completely false. I obviously live in a very round circle because I don't see any corners coming up anytime soon. I don't mind living in a circle though, some of the best things in the world are round; Cheese, Pie, Cake, Pizza and who could forget the pièce de resistance.

Cupcakes.

The perfect mouth size bite of heavenly bliss that you can hold in your hand. Combining the endless possibilities of flavours as well as the simplicity of a light fluffy cake and the sugary goodness of the icing, you are left in a state of bliss. This is what love is to me. Being able to melt away into sweet oblivion and forget that eating too many cupcakes will leave you with diabetes.

"Mackenzie! Zoe said I'd find you here." Bringing me out of my cupcake induced coma Jay Sew pulls out a plastic chair beside me giving a crooked smile. "I guess I caught you red-handed," he laughs awkwardly.

I stare down at the table and realise that there is a half-eaten red velvet cupcake sitting in front of me. Whatever came out of my mouth at that moment was in no way a lady like giggle or could even be classified laugh. Nope. It was a pig snorting while having an asthma attack.

Students in the library all turn and stare at the girl that is making the horrific noises. I smile back at Jay, ignoring the abnormal silence that has now fallen over the large room. "Red-handed. Ah yes, I get it because of the cupcake... yeah I love buns. Wait I mean puns. That's the right word and you're not stopping me from rambling. Please say something."

"Walk with me?" Letting out a relieved breath I follow him out into the hallway. The bustle of people running to lunch keeps us glued together which I don't mind. It's away handy to have someone taller than you by your side just in case you get lost or need something from the top shelf.

Jay has been my long-time maths buddy since year 7 we have sat next to each other and drowned in Algebra. Thank the lord for alphabetical assigned seating. He can easily be mistaken by a tree with his tall and lanky build and bottle green blazers. But he is a loyal friend who gives me his notes in exchange for sweets, which I always am in supply of in case of bribing emergencies or low blood sugar.

Manoeuvring us around the students till we get to a small clearing behind the canteen he finds us a safe place to talk. "Lunch."

I stare at him confused "Yes Jay, it is indeed lunchtime. The time when we realise that once again we chose 15 minutes of extra sleep instead of food."

"Tomorrow do you want to have lunch together?"

"Oh. OHHHH. Yeah, feel free to come sit with Zoe, Char-"

He combs his fingers through his hair making it stand up in odd directions "I mean just you and me," My eyes widen for a second not quite sure what is happening. Jay catches my confusion and continues "Not that I don't like your friends it's just I'm actually moving in a couple of days and I wanted to say thank you for, you know, being my friend and whatnot."

My heart breaks a little at the news. "Leaving? You can't leave me, especially with our assessments coming up soon. Who is going to listen to me complain about graphs and trig?"

I see the sadness in his eyes, knowing he doesn't have much of a choice. Putting on a brave face I smile "Well we will have to make sure it's the best lunch you've ever had. I'll whip up something for the occasion."

"Sounds like a plan." He says.

The vibration in my pocket scares us both out of the staring contest that was going a little too long to be considered comfortable. I scurry off with a quick goodbye to where my friends are congregating around a wooden bench. 

The last time I didn't turn up for lunch they thought something very bad had happened. Well if you count smoothly gliding (not tripping) down the stairs and rolling out of it like a ninja with only a flattened Nutella sandwich and a slightly fractured ankle, bad.

Well, I say it could have been worse, my cupcake could have gotten flattened too.

There are very few spots outside that has shade but is also not directly under trees aka poop zone. The one time where you think you're in the clear is when you get gifted a present from above. I slide in next to Zoe who is going on about a new movie that has come out.

"Look at you with all your friends," I say to Zoe who rolls her eyes.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn to find Charlie standing there with his dimply smile.

Meet my best friend Charlie, who all girls called adorable because of his brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He is pretty much the spitting image of cliché 'the boy next door'.
Charlie is the kind of best friend that you'd never want to let go of because he can always put a smile on my face.

Charlie and Jess stare at me with matching knowing smiles. They have been joined at the hip for the past year, you can tell how infatuated they are with each other by their longing stares, both into the distance and into others eyes. Sometimes they don't even blink.

Next, comes what I swear is a ray of sunshine. Well, that's what it feels like when Aaron walks towards us.

"We heard that someone is going on a date in the very near future." Jess wiggles her eyebrows in excitement but everything seems to be blurred out when what I swear is a ray of sunshine beams down from the heavens. Well, that's what it feels like when Aaron stops just in front of our table. Aaron is the definition of perfection. Amazing Blonde hair, sparkling green eyes, perfectly built body. Every girl practically drools in his presence and I can't blame them.

Maybe if I squint, I can imagine he is actually looking at me not the notice board behind us telling the students not to bring aerosol deodorant. Though from the potent stench of lynx Africa and old spice that comes from the Guys locker room it is easy to tell that this is religiously ignored.

For some absurd reason, my mouth starts to talk without permission from my brain. "Hey, Aaron."

Silence falls over my table. I'm met with a questionable smile that is trying to work out who exactly I am "Hi there."

"Not bad," I reply immediately realising that I jumped forward in conversation. A little part of me dies right there.

Aaron gives me a polite nod and continues towards his much cooler and much saner friends.

"That was almost as smooth as gravel. Great job Mace," Zoe pat on my back. "Who knows, next time he might even stay for a full conversation that makes sense."

He still makes me feel so happy inside like a double rainbow and free ice-cream all at once.

Enter Sam Middlemiss. The sunshine that is surrounding our table immediately turn into raging thunderstorms, I hope that the lightning from the storm kills him.

The guy has an ego as big as the Milky Way and a brain the size of a mini Mars bar.
With his raven, black hair, brown eyes as well as his non-existent 'bad boy' demeanour the girls can't help but swoon. Well, to be honest, the only bad thing he really does is exist in my life. Okay so he isn't like a terrible person but you have to at least dislike one person in high school and blame all your problems on them right?

Our eyes lock for a mere second but I can feel the judgement burning from them towards my stained shirt and messy bun.  Some people don't have hours to ready to get ready for school.

"Your heart and soul are both black, like the void you'll never fill," I hiss under my breath so he can only hear.

His laugh resonates through the courtyard as he continues onward. "That's how I like my coffee, black, like my soul," Sam pauses to look over his shoulder "and it matches the colour of all the food you burn ."

How dare he insult my cooking!

"I burn it to cover up the poison that I put in your food, which is slowly killing you."
I say the last sentence a little too loud which draws attention to the weirdo yelling across the school to now nobody.

Great one more thing for people to put on their 'Why Mackenzie is too weird to associate with' list. With that said I slam my head hard on the table with a loud thump that reassures me that I'll have a bruise by tomorrow.

I feel a pat on my back "It's going to be fine; I don't think the whole school heard you say that," Zoe says softly.

"Zoe, just in this morning alone, my right earphone stopped working, I ran out of Nutella, I was told I'm most chance failing English because they don't even teach English plus I just embarrassed myself in front of the whole school and at this point in time I'm single spring;e that does not know how to mingle. I really doubt the thing we call life won't be getting better for me anytime soon," I hide my face in my arms.

 They are there for the choosing," she says flaring her hands in the air.

I glare at her, "Let me put this in the simplest way possible for you to understand my guy relationship status. If this was a book I only have three real options in front of me at the moment. The boy next door aka my best friend, the popular cute guy and the bad boy." Zoe stares at me perplexed.

On a roll, I continue, "Totally smitten and taken," I point at Charlie who is whispering things in his girlfriend's ear that is making her blush.

"Has friend-zoned me multiple without even knowing who I am and is out of my league," I say pointing to Aaron who is sitting at the popular table with he's perfect friends with their perfect hair.

"And lastly I have known him my whole life," I point towards Sam who is surrounded by a small group of girls "and there is no holy water holy enough, shooting star magical enough or fry pan heavy enough to  hit him with, to change him."

"Oh cheer up." She says placing a reassuring hand on my back. " If you never try you'll never know. And sometimes the biggest mistake we can make is not making the mistake in the first place." 

 I can't help but laugh. "Stop being a fortune cookie and help me not totally embarrass myself in front of Jay tomorrow."

"That may seem impossible but with a little confidence boost you'll be fine," she scans me up and down like she's trying to determine where to start.

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I have many problems mostly involving food, my lack of coordination, my dead love life and ability to fail at life with grace and style. Life is annoying and completely confusing so I need to find some theories on how to live life to the fullest. For this, I give you 'The Cupcake Theories' .

Cupcake Theory #1
Always carry around a cupcake because you will be amazed at how one little cupcake can flip your world up-side-down.    

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Hi, there * waves vigorously *.

So this is my first story.
Not sure why I'm posting it..

*whispers* because you haven't been able to get it out of your head for the past 3 years

Oh yes that's right

Well, I know this a very cheesy chapter, guess what there's more where that came from. I will most likely get cheesier and weirder as the chapters progress. But I know that there's a voice in your head that secretly loves cheesy love stuff

So welcome to my crazy mind

I would give you a tub of Nutella and heap of pizza and Mongolian lamb for reading this book but I have no idea where you live

Have an amazingly awesome day

Theforgottonone ♡