I walk inside my best friends house and wait for the rest of the hockey team to arrive. I walk into the kitchen only to see my best friends sister, she’s making cookies. I look around the kitchen to make sure we are alone, I walk behind to her and wrap my arms around her

In a cold tone I ask

“Can I have a cookie?” I watch as she rolls the cookie dough. Since I’m taller than her I rest my head on her head.