Quinn jogged back up so he was walking next to Carmin. "So, are we going to the bakery now?" He inquired curiously. He always had a little money on hand, he had a job over the summer and saved up some money.
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"yurp!" She said. She always likes saying weird things that people don't use very often. She slung her empty bag over her shoulder again and quickened her pace. "My stomachs gunna eat me if I don't hurry up and getti the bakery." She giggled.Quinn jogged back up so he was walking next to Carmin. "So, are we going to the bakery now?" He inquired curiously. He always had a little money on hand, he had a job over the summer and saved up some money.
Elizabeth nodded"Yeah,I think painting is cool!If I was any good at it I would probably be doing that instead. "She said ,She was a very bad painter or at least she thought she was.She had given up trying to paint and just started doing photography instead.(G'night!)
they came to the bakery booth. A 12 year old girl sat in a chair. "Hey Rebecca!" Carmin said with a bright cheery smile. "Hey Carmin!" She returned the smile, standing up. "My mom isn't here at the moment, but I can help you if you want." She said. Becca had always lied taking charge when her mom wasn't around. "That'd be perfect!" She said. "So, what'ya have today?" Rebecca stood striated as if preparing for a long speech. "We have pumpkin pie, raspberry delight, croissants, flaky biscuits, apple cobbler, banana bread, cinnamon rolls, and raspberry cobbler..... That's a few of the favorites today." She said, looking proud at how she had memorized the pastries for that day.A smile touched Quinn's face when she used a few choice words. His older sister did that all the time, so he was comfortable with it. He couldn't wait to get to the source of the great smell though, His mom baked sweets all the time, but this aroma was different, and he liked it more.
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"I think photography is cool, but I'm not very good at it. I always seem to make everything blurry." He said sheepishly. "I'm ok at art, I guess. It's..... It's a fun hobby, but id probably never be able to sell any..." He added. "Of my painting is mean."Elizabeth nodded"Yeah,I think painting is cool!If I was any good at it I would probably be doing that instead. "She said ,She was a very bad painter or at least she thought she was.She had given up trying to paint and just started doing photography instead.
"I'm sure your probably good at art,at least I know your better than me."She giggled."I think photography is cool, but I'm not very good at it. I always seem to make everything blurry." He said sheepishly. "I'm ok at art, I guess. It's..... It's a fun hobby, but id probably never be able to sell any..." He added. "Of my painting is mean."
"I'm sure your probably good at art,at least I know your better than me."She giggled.
"I like the flaky biscuits, raspberry cobbler, and cinnamon rolls the best." She said. "The flaky biscuits practically melt in your mouth like an ice cube does in the desert." Rebecca giggled. "And the cinnamon rolls make your mouth drool like a waterfall before you even take a bite."Quinn was surprised at the selection ,and those were just the favorites. "Do you have any personal suggestions?" He asked Rebecca. He wanted to try all of them ,but he knew he couldn't stomach them all and plus, he didn't want to spend too much money.