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Chapter 40: School trip and cupcakes




Whenever there was a school trip, my mom would make a huge box of cupcakes for my whole class. On the morning of the trip, instead of being excited about the trip itself, I would be thrilled about the cupcakes I carried with me. They were usually marble cupcakes, a perfect swirl of vanilla and chocolate, topped with a thick layer of chocolate coating. My excitement wasn’t just about eating them, it was about sharing them, the way they seemed to have become a part of my identity on those trips.

All my friends knew that if I came for the trip, the cupcakes would follow. It was almost a tradition. Whenever people thought of me, their minds immediately drifted to marble cupcakes, as if the two of us were inseparable. The rich smell of hot cocoa mixed with vanilla filled the bus as soon as I stepped on, and I could see heads turning toward me, eyes lighting up with anticipation.

The moment I entered, I would always hear a collective cheer, "Alena brought cupcakes! Yayy!" It was the kind of reaction that made me feel special, like I was bringing something to the group that wasn’t just food but happiness itself. I would carefully pass the box around, watching my classmates' faces light up as they grabbed their cupcakes, each of them savoring the familiar taste. It wasn’t just about satisfying their sweet tooth, these cupcakes were a part of the experience, something that made our trips unique and memorable.

Those moments gave me a sense of belonging. It felt like I wasn’t just another student on the bus, I was the one who brought something that everyone looked forward to. The cupcakes became more than just a snack. They became a symbol of connection, of shared joy. My mom’s cupcakes turned those school trips into something more, blending her love and care into the memories we created together.

Even now, when I think of those trips, I can almost taste the warm, soft cake and smell the sweet blend of chocolate and vanilla. It was a simple tradition, but one that made me feel like I always carried a piece of home with me, wherever we went.


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