The Sweet Suite Life

Chapter 16. Bananaphobia

꧁༺ 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 ༻꧂

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"Class, for your mid-term papers, I'd like everyone to pick a historical royal figure and discuss their rise to power, accomplishments, and legacy. And Zack, despite his name, King Kong is not technically royalty," Miss Tutweiller explained before she chuckled.

I looked over and saw Zack texting.

"Zack?" I asked before I gently hit his shoulder.

"Huh?" Zack snapped out of it, looking forward, and right at Miss Tutweiller.

"Zack, who are you texting?" Miss Tutweiller asked.

About 90% of the girls in the class raised their hands. "You're all texting?" Miss Tutweiller asked. "No using your phones unless there is an emergency!" Right as she finished saying that, her phone got a text. She looked at her phone, then at London, "London, the fact that you think my make-up is kind of clowny is not an emergency."

I decided at that moment to my paper on King Henry VIII. The way Zack flirted with girls reminded me of him.

I was thankful that I already knew about him because that made the essay so much easier to do. Aside from Bailey and Cody, I was one of the first people to turn in the essay.

A couple of days went by, and I guess there was this new game called Better Life that everybody was playing. I mean, if I wanted to, I would join, but honestly, I was having too much fun with my Nintendo DSi.

"London! I said no texting in class," Miss Tutweiller said as she walked up to London.

London gasped before texting again.

"That's it. I'm confiscating your cell phone," Miss Tutweiller said as she took London's phone.

"Fine," London said as she pulled out another cell phone. Of course, she went right back to texting.

"All of your cell phones!" Miss Tutweiller said to London. "Your PDAs, your D.A.Ps, your blacktooth, and your blueberry!'

London huffed in annoyance as she handed all of them to Miss Tutweiller. "You're not getting these back for a week," Miss Tutweiller said. London gasped as the bell rang.

Since I didn't want to stay long, I was practically running out of the class with my belongings. Which threw me off when I saw that Zack wasn't behind me. He normally was, cause he'd try to catch up and talk to me to our next class.

I was sitting at the Easy Squeezy, looking at Zack. I sipped on my smoothie as I decided to bring up a subject. "What is it that I heard about you having a phobia of bananas?" I asked Zack.

Zack sighed, "I stole one of Cody's papers and there was a paragraph about having a fear of bananas. So now I have to deal with Mr. Blanket until he cures me."

I laughed and shook my head. "That's honestly amazing. That's just funny. A phobia of bananas?" I laughed, "What could be so scary about them?"

Zack shook his head, "Not a damn thing, but I have to act afraid, so I can get magically cured by him. I just can't wait for this to be over."

Another day went by, and I noticed that both Zack and Cody were gone. I could only imagine what was going on. I sighed and shook my head as I just kind of wondered the boat since I didn't have any homework.

"Esme! I'm cured!" Zack shouted as he ran towards me.

I laughed as I shook my head. "What do you mean by that?" I asked as I looked at him very confused.

Zack and I sat down. "Well, Mr. Blanket had Cody dressed up as a banana and come into today's session. And I really kinda had fun beating up Cody as the banana," Zack explained.

"That doesn't explain anything, Zack," I said.

"Well, I realized that I felt really overshadowed when it came to school because Cody's always been great at school. Growing up, and even here, I feel dumb compared to Cody. Which then surprised me because Cody's felt the same way only because I'm good at sports and I can talk to girls," Zack explained more.

I nodded as I took in the information. "That strangely makes perfect sense."