Between Lasagna, Roses, and Rain
POV Amber
I got home from school with a fixed idea in my head: inviting Luke over for dinner. Of course, he said yes the moment I called. Rebeca backed me up on the plan and came with me to the supermarket to buy everything we needed. Ever since I was little, Mom had taught me how to cook "just in case," because even though we always had babysitters when she traveled, she said surviving in life meant at least knowing the basics. So I decided on homemade lasagna, taking advantage of the fact that Jackson would be gone all afternoon. Perfect: a date without interruptions... or so I thought.
While the pasta was boiling, I was making the meat filling and blasting Beyoncé throughout the kitchen. Naturally, I tried to copy her dance moves with a wooden
