Novel & Cerita Lemonade Mouth Stella Yamada

While Maddie and I take the pastries to the home economics lab, Welma leads the women to our classroom. “You guys have no idea how greedily the customers are scarfing these down their throats” Stella from the other groups from my team, comes holding my hand right when we get to the lab. She’s a bubbly girl with curly short hair, emerald eyes, and a light sprinkle of mud freckles across her nose and cheeks. I wear my pride subtly as I set the steel tray down on the counter. “I guess we’re making a record on the sales, huh?” She nods at me and chirps, “I bet you these will vanish in mere seconds once we deliver them to the classroom.”

If for anything, I would love to see her again, and eat the sweet meal she brings over during her evening shift. "Lady Kim, Lady Kim." the soft tap from Andrea brought me back to reality and I sighed. "I'm sorry, Lady Kim. I don't know how to make that." she said sadly lowering her face to the ground, I brushed her off with a smirk. "It's alright. I understand. That's why I'm going to be making that for myself." I assured her with a smile so she won't feel that I'm annoyed with her. Who would know how to do that? If Riya had not showed me, I also wouldn't know how to make it. The noodles is somehow mixed with the fluffy omelette yet delicious.

’ She thought. “What did the teacher ask you to do? I have been waiting for you a long time, but you didn’t come back.” Renea’s words stunned Stella once again. Noticing that Stella was wearing a distressed expression. Renea questioned again, “What's wrong?” “I’m fine.” Stella forced a smile as she replied to her. She didn’t expect his third uncle. uncle Yama is a person who pays more attention to his lover than his niece. Renea didn’t inquire any further after hearing Stella’s reply. She wasn’t someone who liked to probe either.

“The only thing saving them is their cuteness.” “Maybe that’s why he’s kept me around all these years.” I chuckled, shooting Adley a smirk. Stella sauntered over to our booth, her sandy-blonde hair falling from the messy bun it was placed in. Stella had a rounder build, wide hips with a slim waist. Her mossy eyes held lines around the edges, but made her look friendly and approachable. A cheap pen sat behind her ear and a notebook in her apron, even though it’s been ten years since she’s needed to write down an order.

She opened the basket, revealing goodies: a sandwich, chicken salad, dips and nachos, spring rolls, and a lemon cooler, perfect for the hot weather. “Eat to your heart’s content.” I devoured the food, and even the pack maid’s cooking failed to compare. I never knew Stella was a kitchen wizard. Stella chuckled as I moaned like a happy man eating food. I never knew food could help alleviate mood—it does, and it’s also important to have good company. The food tasted more delicious. I never had such moments in my childhood, no family bonding, only violence. I am happy to have peace, but guilt lingers for Kellan. “Damon.” I looked at Stella as she gently patted Olivia after feeding her. “I know w

The maid from earlier came to stand beside her and snorted. "Stella, she's just someone sir Ryder brought. Not a servant but not special to him. We can treat her as we wish. What's your name, girl?" the maid asked. I inspected her closely and I finally found what to identify her with. The mole at the corner of her mouth! "Yuna, you don't talk to a new recruit like that. Love, what's your name?" Stella asked, smiling warmly at me. "Gianna," I replied. Yuna, the mole girl, snickered then went on her way. I stil felt hungry and didn't realize I had been staring in the direction of the food bowl until Stella shoved a plate into my hands.

“Look Theodore, you can get the fruits for the farm, and I will get the food supply for here. Don’t forget she wants a variety of fruit to try new flavors besides strawberry and grape.” “I’m not a little kid you know… I know how to shop. Heck, I am probably older than you.” Theodore was irritated now. My mind paused for a second. How old was Theodore and Jamira? We have been together for years now, and I know nothing about either of them. “What’s wrong with Layla anyways? She’s never been sick before.” Jamira paused before answering his question. She had to make sure he did not know I was crying all night. If he did, he probably won't leave.

Come on bestie you don't need to lie to me, I know how you act when you're hungry so you can order anything you want because it's on me" she stretched over the menu book to Stella with a smile. Stella nodded and collected it then began going through it. Her face shows that she was really amazed with the amount of food that she was seeing on the menu book, looks like she should start coming to this bar a lot more often because not only do they sell drinks but food too. "I think I'll go with the lemon juice and spaghetti alla carbonara" she said out loud with a smile. Arya looked at her with a creased brows, "When did you start liking lemon juice?" She asked because the last time she remembere

Stella squatted down in front of him. The child was very beautiful. He had big eyes, long blue eyelashes, a round face, and fair skin. He looked like a doll. However, his eyes were red. He looked at Stella with caution and pursed his lips. He didn't move or say anything. Sheldon asked the others to leave the room first. Stella glanced at the window and found that Dianne was still there. She smiled and took out five candies from the boxes. She asked the child, "Here are five candies, apple-flavored, watermelon-flavored, strawberry-flavored, grape-flavored, and lemon-flavored. Which one do you like?"

I drank some water to relax as I still cooked the meal for everyone. Everyone liked the food and they complimented me on how delicious it was. I smiled when Liam complimented my food and the very next second Stella clutched her stomach as she groaned loudly. She was about to fall from the chair but Liam steadied her. "M..my stomach. It hurts." Stella cried out in pain as she pushed the plate of food away.