The track team was having Secret Santa, with only one rule and that was that everything had to be handmade.
Layla wasn’t really a sports person but at the start of the year Lexi convinced her to try out for the track team for some miraculous reason she got in.
Now Layla had to make something for Kyle Parkinson, the tallest and fastest girl on the team. Layla wasn’t a person with many talents and was stumped on what she could make that would be good enough for Kyle.
Lexi was making a collage of running pics of Leslie, her secret santa receiver. Layla admitted that was a pretty good idea, but she didn’t want to copy Lexi so she had to think of something original.
The Saturday before the Track team’s party Layla still had nothing and was totally stumped, finally she realized she just needed to make something, anything.
And that anything was cookies.
She had been trying so hard to not fall for the cheap and easy cookies, but she had no choice. She just hoped that Kyle liked cookies and wasn’t on some super strict diet or something.
So Layla got out the flour, sugar, butter, and eggs and searched up a recipe on her iPhone. “Perfect Roll Out Sugar Cookies!” the title of the recipe claimed, Layla chose to believe it and started with the baking.
She was grateful that her mom had bought a bowl mixer for an”early Christmas present” to herself. She put in the butter and sugar and let it cream as the recipe told her too. After that went in the eggs and vanilla, the vanilla she almost couldn’t find. Layla didn’t cook, her mom didn’t cook much either. Her dad was the king of the kitchen, and he had a very interesting order to everything.
Which explained why it took Layla a whole ten minutes to find the Vanilla sitting with the canned vegetable. That just didn't make any sense.
After the eggs and the vanilla she put in the flour and baking powder, thankfully that was located right with the flour and that made real sense. Then the recipe called for the dough to be chilled so she wrapped it up in plastic wrap and put it in the fridge for twenty minutes.
While it was in the fridge she played some Candy Crush and ended up spending more than twenty minutes playing. She could go on forever on that game.
Finally she tore herself away from the game and got out the dough, but now it was too hard and when she tried to roll it out on her, heavily floured, counter it just kind of fell apart.
“Ugh,” she mumbled to herself. she was smart enough to know that throwing it in the microwave was a stupid idea, instead she kneaded it with her hands for a minute or two and finally she could roll it out into one piece.
Than she simply cut it into circles, as that was the only cookie cutter she could find, popped them onto a cookie sheet and put it in the oven for 7 minutes.
She was also smart enough not to get back Candy crush for that next seven minutes, instead she posted an Instagram picture of the floury mess on the counter and captioned it with “making cookies for the first time #wishmeluck”.
Seven minutes is really short and in no time the cookies were out and miraculously looked beautiful. She took a quick picture and posted to Instagram “i should do this more often #strokeofluck”.
She just hoped that Kyle would like them, but hey at least she didn’t put salt in them like a certain someone she knew ;)
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