Chapter 99

"Of course, I am!" He defended. "Well then look!" I exclaimed back. He huffed but then turned his head to the plate of chicken. "Now, you just let it sit for a while, so the chicken can soak it up, and then you put it in the oven." He nodded as I told him to preheat the oven to 450 degrees. We let the chicken sit until putting it in the oven to roast for the next hour. To let time pass, we went up to my room where the guards were to watch a few episodes of Fixer Upper before hearing my timer go off, telling us to take the chicken out of the oven. I directed Taylor on how to take it out of the oven properly and he still managed to burn himself. "Ouch!" He hissed and fanned his burnt wrist. "I seriously don't understand how you managed to burn yourself. You have oven mitts on." "Look, my hand slipped and my wrist grazed the pot." He explained. "Yeah, well make