knife under my pillow [zack martin]

episode twenty seven: mean chicks

chapter nineteen: the one with the drawing and conditioning

bailey, london and i were walking onto the sky deck. i was bored because london was insulting bailey yet again and i'm getting sick of it. i decided to ditch them and i walked over to my zack, marcus, cody and dad at the juice bar. "hey guys. oooh dad, are these those centinal tulips?" i asked dad when i sat down next to marcus. he nodded, a smile on his face. "they bloom every once in a hundred years" i explain to the boys, cause they were looking at me weird. "new level of lame-osity" zack says. i look at him, raised eyebrow. "not you bub. your dad" zack says, which didn't make it better. "i love you" zack said smiling. thinking that'll make me stop giving him that look. "i love you too" i reply, still unhappy with what he said. 

no daughter wants to see her dad sad or being picked on no matter how old the daughter is and no matter if it's said by their partner. a bee came close to the flowers and dad started swatting the bee away. "get away bee" dad yells, swinging the flowers around to get away from the bee. "dad!" i yell. he finally stopped and he realized what he did. "my bouquet. it won't bloom again for a hundred years" dad sobbed, picking up one flower still perfectly standing. "at least i still have you" dad says to the remaining tulip but a bee flew on to his head. "mr moseby. don't move" zack tells dad but the fly flew away as zack hit dad on the head. "was it on my head?" dad asked. "no" zack tells dad. "it was. but it flew away as zack went to hit it" i assure dad.

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sitting with bailey later on eating lunch when london walked by. "hey london" we greet. "want to join sam and i for lunch? i'm having shavings and water cress on bread" bailey asks london. "i'm just having a burger and fries" i say, chewing my burger. i put it down on my plate and look back to my laptop that was in front of me. i was looking up the flowers dad likes. i was going to try and draw them for him so that way he doesn't have to wait a hundred years. "a paper bag of your head" london says, bringing me back to what was happening. i take another bite of my burger. "making fun of bailey again, london?" i asked chewing my burger and putting it back on my plate. "yep" london answered, giggling. "london, listen to yourself. you know. i bet you can't be nice to me for one week" bailey challenged.