**All because of that stupid smash cake prank.*

If Eli and Noah had a time machine, they'd use it to go back and stop their past selves from doing this prank. They can't describe the pain in their heart when her smile faltered, and she had to force the smile back on, glaring at them from the side.

It was supposed to be funny, Mia and Sunday picked out people for the smash cake as a joke, but it didn't go as planned.

**Salma Hayek and Margot Robbie*

Those were the people that made her jealous. Salma Hayek and Margot fucking Robbie.

Now both Eli and Noah were being shunned for their actions.

"Please we didn't put them on the sticks, it was Mia and Sunday. They picked the girls out for us."

The familiar, frustrating murmur of Noah's voice peeped through the room as he tried to lay down next to her on Eli's bed. But she moved away from him, scooting away with a mean mug.

He tried again and again, but she just kept moving. So he sank to the floor, on his knees with the left side of his face pressed against the bed, the fingers of his right hand tangled in the sheets.

Eli had run downstairs to grab something to get on her good side. Fruit and chocolate always made her happy, and chocolate was chocolate. **Yummy chocolate*.

She kicked open the door to her bedroom, the thud of the door not surprising Noah or her. Eli was just very loud all the time. Eli held the bowl of fruits and different variations of chocolate in her hands, then used her foot to close the door and walked over to Noah, who now sat on the floor on his knees, looking up at her with sad eyes.