When Mr. Finn assigns a project for the class to perform a love song for someone they love for the class, It sparks feelings among classmates. Tomika and Zack especially. Will new relationships form or will they become broken records? Read to find o...
Tomika has just arrived at my house and I'm feeling so nervous. And did I mention, EMBARRASSED?! I mean, come on. My dad couldn't give me a little break now that I have a girlfriend? Wait a minute. Why did I say that like she is my real girlfriend? Ugh, I'm taking this way too far. She's just faking it. We're just faking it. I'm suspicious on the full backstory of why she agreed to do it. Anyway, my father is making me be all polite and nice and proper and ugh, I'm sick of it. I've been acting that way for my entire life. Its the side of me Tomika has never seen before. The pushover Zack who lets his father tell him what do to. The stereotypical, rich, smart, Asian kid. Ugh, my life sucks.
After I had introduced myself to Tomika's family, my father told me to give her a tour of the house. Tomika looked at everything in complete awe. I felt like I was showing off but I really wasn't trying to. These are my parent's accomplishments, not mine. I showed her the ballroom, the entertaining room, game room, Tv room, music room, the balcony, the pool and my room.
"Wow, Zack." Tomika said as we finished the tour. "I didn't know you were THAT rich." She said amazed. "I don't like to tell people y'know? I mean, I'm not that snobby rich kid everyone hates." I said. "I will never hate you." Tomika said and my heart fluttered. "Unless you were a snobby rich kid then Bye Felicia!" she said and we both laughed.
"ZACK! Hope you're not having too much fun. It's time to eat honey." My mom called from the kitchen. "Follow me to the dining room milady," I said like a gentleman as I stepped to the side for her to pass. She chuckled, "Zack, your never like this." She said. "It's my home life. Rich and proper. But I am polite." I said and she pushed me lightly. We walked into the dining room and sat down.
"Zachary. Help your mother set the table. You know better than this. We have guest over." My dad said strictly. I quickly got up and grabbed plates, knives, forks, and spoons and set the table. I finished up and sat back down with Tomika. Her family sat down as well and my mother began to bring the food in. "What's cooking'?" Tomika asked hungrily. My dad gave her a stern look. I could tell he was annoyed by Tomika's "impolite" behavior.
Tomika's mom noticed and whispered in Tomika's ear but I heard it. "Tomika, darling. We are at these nice people's home. Please be respectful." her mother whispered. Tomika rolled her eyes and my mom set down eat plate in front of everyone. "I made my famous pasta salad! Enjoy!" My mom said.
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As I ate my food, I glanced over at Tomika and sat she had a bit of sauce on the side of her mouth. I took my napkin and wiped it for her since she was sitting in-between me and her mother with her dad on the other side of her mom. " You got a little something here... let me get that for you," I said and Tomika smiled as she wiped her chin after I did. "Thanks, Zack." She thanked me. My father stood up angry. "Now Zack, why on earth would you do that? Havnt you learned your manners?" My father asked. "Y-yes father. I have but I was trying to help her. I-I'm sorry father." I said and he claimed his chair once again.
