Be me

>Be me
>Be 22
>Just got accepted into the cooking school of my dreams
>Seriously, I've wanted to be a chef as long as I can remember
>I had mostly core classes, but I do have one cooking class
>"Culinary Basics"
>It's like Physics 101, but for cooking
>It's something we all have to take to get into higher level classes
>I walk into the class, first day of the semester
>This class, we're working in a kitchen, but most classes are in a lecture hall
>See a bunch of teenagers straight out of high school
>One person my age.
>She's way out of my league
>Long, brown hair, blue eyes, hourglass figure, at least DD's, all around beautiful
>We'll call her Audrey
>As apposed to me: 230 lbs, neckbeard, almost mullet
>Only empty spot is next to Audrey
>Take my chances, go to her station
>She says nothing, assume she's shy or some cute shit like that
>Teacher walks into the room
>We'll call her Ms Erikson
>Ms Erikson wore a chef's outfit to every single class
>She goes on a boring spiel about expectations and shit, I don't really remember
>At the end of her half-hour long speech, she tells us to take the ingredients given to us, and make something to test our skill or something
>There are ingredients on a table in the back
>Pretty basic stuff
>Breads, cheeses, meats, veggies, etc.
> Look around, people are most making platters, without cooking anything
>Fucking plebs
>Audrey says her first sentence
>"How about we make a personal pizza?"
>I look back at the table
>See no one has taken the dough
>"Sure, what toppings?"
>"It isn't an exam, just pepperoni will do."
>I nod, and go gather the ingredients
>We make it pretty easily, the hardest part was making the sauce, but I just took some tomato paste and added some herbs and garlic
>Ms Erikson starts getting annoyed by everyone just make different platters
>We get up to her in line, and she sighs in relief
>She takes a bite
>She seems be impressed by it

Whoops, I reached character limit. Should I continue the story?

what do you fucking think

I don't know, that's why I'm asking

nah /thread

Im curious, finish

You got me interested. Continue.

nah /thread

obvious samefag is obvious
lets hear the story, OP

>inb4 nah /thread

We are alone on new year wtf you think you started you finish !
You got my curiosity bro

i need the end of this story. I NEED IT

Don't post shit if you're not going to finish it. If you have to ask if you should continue, you shouldn't continue with life.

Walk the dinossaur already faggot

Kill yourself your dream is over.

Great, now go make me a sandwich

(OP) I'm working on the second part, it just takes a while to type it all out. It'll be out in time

why does nobody pretype greentexts?

Everyone shut the fuck up this is a good story keep going

Sorry but I’m going sleep right now. You just missed your chance to tell a full story to the best guy on the planet.

you should've tossed her sallad

>After she finishes everyone's dishes, she stands up
>"Those two"
>She points at us
>"Were the the only two to follow directions. I told you to cook something, and they're the only two to actually cook something. Not just put random stuff on a plate."
>OhFuckAttention.jpg
>Everyone in class is staring at us two
>"I'll be putting a hundred in the grade book for them, and since they can obviously follow directions, I'll spare them my lecture on doing so. You two may leave if you like."
>Hesitant.jpg
>Whisper to Audrey "Do you think she's serious, or...?"
>"I think she is..." she whispers back
>We slowly get our stuff and leave
>Gladly, she wasn't kidding.
>Audrey and I talk on our way to the cafeteria (it was like noon)
>She's from Michigan, so she's used to cold
>I, however, am from South Carolina, so I am fucking suffering
>Don't mention that of course, I want her to like me
>She starts to go on about how much she's always loved cooking
>I tune out, an old habit from high school
>We arrive at the cafeteria after about 10 minutes of walking
>It's heated
>THANK THE LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS H CHRIST
>I don't even remember what I got, I was more focused on the fact that there were like 1000 people in there
>I grew up in a small town, so I didn't have much experience with large groups
>Look like a fucking potato with the amount of panic attack going on
>Luckily, Audrey doesn't notice, she just keeps talking about her history
>Does she ever shut up?
>Pick at my food, and walk to my next class
>Nothing happens until the last class of the day
>Calculus
>Same boring shit as most classes
>Decide to make the most of my time, and do that thing where you make a ringtone with your mouth discreetly to distract the teacher
>She starts to go out on us about how she said that all phones would be off in her class
>Feel someone tap my shoulder
>Look behind me
>It's Audrey
>I've been fucking around all class

And that's the limit

(OP here)
Welp, I'm out of fucking time
I'll just let y'all know now, this was going to be a big setup for "My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard"

You’re such a dumbass

look can we skip to the logs I'm rapidly loosing wood here

goddammit OP, now you definetly gotta finish it
pleas

differentfag

better be fucking joking motherfucker

(OP)
Yeah, that's not me. I mean, it's true, but it's not me

samefag
op does:
(OP) hi guys I'm a foodfag etc. etc. etc.

I have to take a watery deuce so hurry it up will ya

continueee

>Cooking school
>Ready-made dough
>Calculus

this

trips of truth confirms OP as faggot

o
well these trips of truth says that he ought to hurry up, so OP is a faggot that needs to hurry up.

go on op

op u almost done?

>op is a faggot confirmed

holy shit dude post in smaller blocks if you’re gonna write a novel

OP, hurry the fuck up, you sperg.

yeah, OP!

>taking this long

ITT: OP's a fag