This parts bigger I think.
We had school the seguinte day; we were all tired from the night before.
“It’s only October Prince and you can’t keep your English grade up.”
Paris snickered “and Paris your Math grade” Katherine sighed.
“And Dashiell don’t be over there smiling I’m sure when your mom and dad get back from their trip they won’t be happy with the C you have in Math.”
“They know I hate it” I shrugged.
“So doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try” Katherine said.
“I try I’m a ano above in math, aren’t I?”
“Aren’t I” Katherine corrected “and Prince is failing English.”
Prince was shoving torrada, brinde into his mouth and dropping notebooks into his bag in a hurry.
“Okay go guys.”
We all hurried out and jumped into the car.
When we got to school we all jumped out shooting off in different directions to our classes. I ran for History, while Prince ran for Math, and Paris ran for Science.
“Okay class” said Ms. Donkin “settle down we have new student with us today he is from London, England, I doubt you guys know him but…”
I looked up and gasped falling out of my chair.
“Dashiell are you alright” Ms.Donkin asked?
“Oh yes” I said pulling myself into my chair.
“Seems like someone knows who you are Bertie” Ms.Donkin laughed.
The rest of the class laughed along with her.
“Dashiell I’d expected you to be the mais calm one seeing as the way you act with the Jackson’s that’s why I’ve assigned Bertie as your partner for the History Project on World War II that we will be working on.”
I paused “has to be a dream” I muttered.
“Okay Bertie you can take a assento seguinte to Dashiell over there.”
Bertie made his way over to me; he had Blonde hair that shot out a bit in many directions and gray eyes. His skin was slightly pale and had a few freckles on it. He was about two inches taller than me and thin.
He sat beside me and I tried to avoid eye contact.
“Hi I’m Bertie” he said.
Of course he was outgoing I’ve watched his vídeos enough to know that.
“Dashiell” I whispered.
“Like the name” he said.
“Thanks, my friends call me Dash.”
“Then can I call you Dash” he asked?
“Uh yea sure” I choked. He wanted to be my friend?
“Well should we read the text?”
“Uh yes sure.”
“You American’s word things quite strangely.”
“No you Britain’s do” I said.
“Well yea your mum.”
“Your mother” I corrected.
“Really?”
“Yep” I said.
“Like I said your weird you Americans are.”
He turned back to the text taking notes yet carelessly like me.
“It’s me Bertie” I laughed.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“No you just quoted one of my videos.”
“Did not.”
“Yes you did.”
“Yea it’s me Bertie.”
“Yea I did just wanted to make you say it.”
He laughed and stuck his tongue out.
I giggled and wrote mais down on my notes.
Ms. Donkin came over and said “Ms.Everhart, I gave Mr.Gilbert the same schedule as you and expect you to keep in line as I have done so, make sure to introduce him to Mr. and Ms. Jackson in you seguinte class, and I think your brother Thane should be good enough to introduce him to, that is if he can behave himself.
I nodded and Bertie snorted “Mr. Gilbert is my dad.”
“Yea I think she wants’ me to introduce you to both of my friends and their grandparents.”
“The Jackson’s are they famous or something?”
“Yea they are you like their father.”
“Do I?”
“Yep you said so in one of your videos.”
“Wait their not…”
“Yep, their Michael Jackson’s children.”
“Wow, are they our age?”
“Well Paris and me skipped a ano were both 15 and Prince is your age except he’s just a couple of months older.”
“Ah, so their in our seguinte class?”
“Yep, Science, you’ll probably be mine and Prince’s partner because we’ve already started but I’m sure his sister would like to be your partner even if she already has one.”
“And why is that” he asked?
“She has a crush on you, we watched your announcement just last night that you’d be coming to California and she wanted to meet you and I told her she already had a boyfriend and it’d be unlikely you’d come here anyway.”
“Yet here I am” he pointed out.
“True” I said.
He smiled and then the sino rang and we got up putting our stuff back in our bag or in my case shoving our stuff back into our bags.
We walked down the hall, Science was on the very other end of the hall, when we got in Prince was already there.
“Hey, Dashiell” he said not looking up.
“Hey Prince, I want you to meet someone.”
“Who?”
“You know that guy me and Paris were watching last night?”
“The one you guys think is cute?”
I blushed till I was an unattractive color of red.
“Yes that one.”
“What about him” he said flicking a flask.
“Well he’s kind of here.”
“And you want me to say Hi to him for you?”
“No I want you to meet him.”
“So that you can?”
“NO!”
“Then what” he asked?
“I want you to meet him he’s right here.”
Prince opened his eyes and said “oh sorry.”
“Yea you idiot” I said back to him.
“Sorry, uh hi?”
“Hi” Bertie said back.
“Bertie’s a fã of your dad.”
“A lot of people are, but then again a lot of people aren’t.”
“Well it’s just an opinion.”
“Well at least he has the right one” he said a bit too loud, probably due to the fact he was wearing headphones.
“Yea” I replied.
“Better be careful Paris should be here soon and she’ll fling herself at him.”
“At who” asked a voice?
We turned around and her mouth hung open.
“Oh my god it’s Bertie Gilbert, it’s so nice to meet you” she said wrapping her arms around Bertie and then pulling away a few segundos too late.
“Told you” Prince said yawning.
“Shut up Prince” Paris said.
He grinned and said “nice kitty.”
I chuckled and said to Bertie “their siblings what do you expect.”
He smiled at me and sat in the assento seguinte to Prince I made a movement for my assento seguinte to Bertie but Paris took it.
“You can be Serena’s partner” Paris tells me.
“Paris go away” Prince yells at her.
“No, I want to talk a bit mais to Bertie” Paris yelled back.
I grabbed the leg of the tamborete, fezes and pulled it out from under her, she fell to ground.
“Ouch” she said on the verge of tears.
“You could have just got up.”
She rubbed her butt and glared at me “your just think Bertie will like me better.”
“No one likes you better when you’re so rude” Prince said rolling his eyes.
She stormed off to Serena whispering to her.
Serena looked over to Bertie and whispered back I could hear her say “yea he’s cute but he seems to like her he’s staring at her.”
“No he’s not he’s staring at me.”
I looked over my shoulder and saw Bertie looking at me.
I blushed and said “okay should we get started?”
“Yes” he said coming out of a daydream.
We had school the seguinte day; we were all tired from the night before.
“It’s only October Prince and you can’t keep your English grade up.”
Paris snickered “and Paris your Math grade” Katherine sighed.
“And Dashiell don’t be over there smiling I’m sure when your mom and dad get back from their trip they won’t be happy with the C you have in Math.”
“They know I hate it” I shrugged.
“So doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try” Katherine said.
“I try I’m a ano above in math, aren’t I?”
“Aren’t I” Katherine corrected “and Prince is failing English.”
Prince was shoving torrada, brinde into his mouth and dropping notebooks into his bag in a hurry.
“Okay go guys.”
We all hurried out and jumped into the car.
When we got to school we all jumped out shooting off in different directions to our classes. I ran for History, while Prince ran for Math, and Paris ran for Science.
“Okay class” said Ms. Donkin “settle down we have new student with us today he is from London, England, I doubt you guys know him but…”
I looked up and gasped falling out of my chair.
“Dashiell are you alright” Ms.Donkin asked?
“Oh yes” I said pulling myself into my chair.
“Seems like someone knows who you are Bertie” Ms.Donkin laughed.
The rest of the class laughed along with her.
“Dashiell I’d expected you to be the mais calm one seeing as the way you act with the Jackson’s that’s why I’ve assigned Bertie as your partner for the History Project on World War II that we will be working on.”
I paused “has to be a dream” I muttered.
“Okay Bertie you can take a assento seguinte to Dashiell over there.”
Bertie made his way over to me; he had Blonde hair that shot out a bit in many directions and gray eyes. His skin was slightly pale and had a few freckles on it. He was about two inches taller than me and thin.
He sat beside me and I tried to avoid eye contact.
“Hi I’m Bertie” he said.
Of course he was outgoing I’ve watched his vídeos enough to know that.
“Dashiell” I whispered.
“Like the name” he said.
“Thanks, my friends call me Dash.”
“Then can I call you Dash” he asked?
“Uh yea sure” I choked. He wanted to be my friend?
“Well should we read the text?”
“Uh yes sure.”
“You American’s word things quite strangely.”
“No you Britain’s do” I said.
“Well yea your mum.”
“Your mother” I corrected.
“Really?”
“Yep” I said.
“Like I said your weird you Americans are.”
He turned back to the text taking notes yet carelessly like me.
“It’s me Bertie” I laughed.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“No you just quoted one of my videos.”
“Did not.”
“Yes you did.”
“Yea it’s me Bertie.”
“Yea I did just wanted to make you say it.”
He laughed and stuck his tongue out.
I giggled and wrote mais down on my notes.
Ms. Donkin came over and said “Ms.Everhart, I gave Mr.Gilbert the same schedule as you and expect you to keep in line as I have done so, make sure to introduce him to Mr. and Ms. Jackson in you seguinte class, and I think your brother Thane should be good enough to introduce him to, that is if he can behave himself.
I nodded and Bertie snorted “Mr. Gilbert is my dad.”
“Yea I think she wants’ me to introduce you to both of my friends and their grandparents.”
“The Jackson’s are they famous or something?”
“Yea they are you like their father.”
“Do I?”
“Yep you said so in one of your videos.”
“Wait their not…”
“Yep, their Michael Jackson’s children.”
“Wow, are they our age?”
“Well Paris and me skipped a ano were both 15 and Prince is your age except he’s just a couple of months older.”
“Ah, so their in our seguinte class?”
“Yep, Science, you’ll probably be mine and Prince’s partner because we’ve already started but I’m sure his sister would like to be your partner even if she already has one.”
“And why is that” he asked?
“She has a crush on you, we watched your announcement just last night that you’d be coming to California and she wanted to meet you and I told her she already had a boyfriend and it’d be unlikely you’d come here anyway.”
“Yet here I am” he pointed out.
“True” I said.
He smiled and then the sino rang and we got up putting our stuff back in our bag or in my case shoving our stuff back into our bags.
We walked down the hall, Science was on the very other end of the hall, when we got in Prince was already there.
“Hey, Dashiell” he said not looking up.
“Hey Prince, I want you to meet someone.”
“Who?”
“You know that guy me and Paris were watching last night?”
“The one you guys think is cute?”
I blushed till I was an unattractive color of red.
“Yes that one.”
“What about him” he said flicking a flask.
“Well he’s kind of here.”
“And you want me to say Hi to him for you?”
“No I want you to meet him.”
“So that you can?”
“NO!”
“Then what” he asked?
“I want you to meet him he’s right here.”
Prince opened his eyes and said “oh sorry.”
“Yea you idiot” I said back to him.
“Sorry, uh hi?”
“Hi” Bertie said back.
“Bertie’s a fã of your dad.”
“A lot of people are, but then again a lot of people aren’t.”
“Well it’s just an opinion.”
“Well at least he has the right one” he said a bit too loud, probably due to the fact he was wearing headphones.
“Yea” I replied.
“Better be careful Paris should be here soon and she’ll fling herself at him.”
“At who” asked a voice?
We turned around and her mouth hung open.
“Oh my god it’s Bertie Gilbert, it’s so nice to meet you” she said wrapping her arms around Bertie and then pulling away a few segundos too late.
“Told you” Prince said yawning.
“Shut up Prince” Paris said.
He grinned and said “nice kitty.”
I chuckled and said to Bertie “their siblings what do you expect.”
He smiled at me and sat in the assento seguinte to Prince I made a movement for my assento seguinte to Bertie but Paris took it.
“You can be Serena’s partner” Paris tells me.
“Paris go away” Prince yells at her.
“No, I want to talk a bit mais to Bertie” Paris yelled back.
I grabbed the leg of the tamborete, fezes and pulled it out from under her, she fell to ground.
“Ouch” she said on the verge of tears.
“You could have just got up.”
She rubbed her butt and glared at me “your just think Bertie will like me better.”
“No one likes you better when you’re so rude” Prince said rolling his eyes.
She stormed off to Serena whispering to her.
Serena looked over to Bertie and whispered back I could hear her say “yea he’s cute but he seems to like her he’s staring at her.”
“No he’s not he’s staring at me.”
I looked over my shoulder and saw Bertie looking at me.
I blushed and said “okay should we get started?”
“Yes” he said coming out of a daydream.
