My Baker Boy

[Book 1 of My Baker Boy Series] Diana Garcia has a pretty normal but lonely life. But after moving to Indianapolis and meeting her two best friends, she gets the opportunity of her life. She gets to live with another family across the ocean for 6 weeks during the summer. Why? Well, it's to teach her about independence from her family. She doesn't find out about the family until she has a vision of them. What she doesn't know is that she becomes in love with a curly-haired stranger. Will she meet this guy? Or will her visions start to fail her?
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13. A Baker's Dozen

A Baker's Dozen



I got up early and showered. I put on black skinny jeans, a red t-shirt, and my black and hot pink Nikes. I'm glad I'm working at a bakery. I love baking!

I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. I wanted to make breakfast for everyone, but Gemma and Anne are gone already, so I'll just make Harry breakfast.

“Hey, what time is it love?" I look up to find a very sleepy Harry rubbing his eyes. Oh my God. He's shirtless.


“I-it's...uh...6:00 AM..." I started blushing like crazy and I tried not to stare too much.


“What's...oh," he grinned, “I'll go change if it bothers you."


He left and came back a few minutes later. Good thing he changed or else I'd be drooling. I mean, he was just wearing pajama bottoms..."Hey Harry."




"That's for you." I pointed at the breakfast I made for him.


"Oh. Thanks love." He sat down and started eating.


"So...when does the bakery open?"


"At 8:30 but we have to be there at 6:45 to start prepping before we open." We finished eating and I washed the dishes. “Ready?" He asked.


“Let's go." I said. As we walked, Harry told me about Nancy, carol, Evelyn, and George. They seem pretty nice people.


“We're here." He said as he opened the door. He went in first and I follow him in.


“Hey Harry! Who's your pretty friend?" A tall guy with light brown hair asked. I have to admit, I blushed a little when he called me pretty. Harry introduced me.


“George, this is Diana. Diana, this is George." I shook his hand.


“Nice to meet you George."


“Nice to meet you too." He winked at me. A short girl with black hair walked in. Her bangs remind me of fangs. Lol. I made a rhyme.


“Hi! You must be Diana! My name is Evelyn, but you can call me Ev. Welcome to the bakery!" I let out a smile.




“Where's Nancy and Carol, Ev?" Harry asked.


“Well, they went out to buy more baking soda and sugar. They won't take long. Why don't you and George give Diana a tour of the kitchen while I sweep?"


“Sure." Harry said.


“This way rookie." George says as he leads me into the kitchen. George and Evelyn are pretty cool and down-to-earth.



45 minutes later...

Nancy and Carol got back, greeted Diana, and gave her an apron. We went into the kitchen. “Hey, do we have any orders to fill?" Ev asked.


“Uh..nothing much. Just a baker's dozen of cookies, a cake, and two baker's dozens of doughnuts." George said.


“And that's nothing to you?!" Diana said, shocked at the order.


“Well, George and I will make the doughnuts, Ev makes the cake, and Diana makes the cookies." In no time, we got started.



Well, today's been a long day. We already baked and delivered the order. It was for a bake sale. A bake sale. Lazy people...Anyways, we were preparing dough for tomorrow when...

“Hey!! What was that for!?" Ev had thrown flour at George.


“C'mon George! A little flour never hurt anyone."


“Well, if that's how you feel then..." George threw flour at Ev.


“Hey! Oh that's it..." Ev threw flour, but it hit Harry instead of George. Soon enough, after Harry hit me with flour, it turned into a flour fight. Nancy and Carol came in during the commotion.


“What's going on?!" Carol said. Uh oh...we might be in trouble.


8:00 PM

Well, we got home and we only got a warning. We still had to clean up the flour...we walked through the door and-

“Harry!! What happened!?" Anne exclaimed, “Why are you both coated in flour?"


“Well mum, it's a very funny story..."


A few moments later...

“Harry, you could have gotten Diana fired."


“It's okay Anne. At least it happened after we baked and delivered."


“Okay both should clean up before you leave a trail of flour around the house." It took Harry and me an hour to get the flour off of us. As far as I know, working at the bakery will be a bit more than just a baker's dozen.


Hey guys! I know, it's a bit cheesy to add the title near the end. I already wrote the last two chapters like that anyways...please like, favorite and share. Thanks for reading! -mochabear511


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