Chapter 39: A Nice Change
I grinned like an idiot, humming to myself as I chopped garlic. The sharp, fragrant smell filled the kitchen. Dinner was almost ready, and for once, I was actually looking forward to it.
"Okay, what’s with the face?"
I jumped, the knife slipping. My older sister, Olica, was leaning in the doorway, a laundry basket on her hip and a smirk on her face. "You look way too happy. It’s weirding me out."
"Shut up," I said, my heart starting to calm down. "I’m just making dinner."
"Uh-huh," she said, not buying it for a second. She walked over and peered into the pot. "Because you’re always this cheerful after school. Usually, you come home looking like you just sat through a three-hour lecture on paint drying."
Ouch. She wasn’t wrong.
"School’s just been... better lately," I mumbled, scraping the garlic into the simmering sauce.
"Better since you started walking home with that guy I saw you with?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. She was like a shark that smelled gossip in the water.
My face felt hot. "How did you even see that?"
"I have eyes. And he’s cute. Is he why you finally ditched Tyler? Thank god, by the way. That guy had the personality of a wet napkin."
I couldn’t help but laugh at that. "His name’s Kofi."