Asian Cool Kids

Fireworks

JASON P.O.V

Victoria didn't lie when she said that I would have to be prepared for weird questions. And the fact that I had a strange flash of me kissing Victoria didn't make it any easier, I was feeling like a damn pervert.

"Jason! What's up, dude?!" Eddie screamed holding his hand up. Even his family looked like he was crazy.

"God, you're a savage." A girl a bit older than me rolled her eyes.

"Good to see you, Eddie," I said high fiving him back.

"Your boyfriend has a good eye for fruits." A middle-aged woman said taking the heavy box off my hands.

"Aunt Amelia, Jason is just my friend," Victoria explained with a soft smile on her face. The smile she used to manipulate. "He just mixed up the traditions a little bit."

"It was great that you could join us, Jason." Uncle Alfred said like he practically pressed me to come.

"Thank you for inviting me, Uncle Alfred." I was well behaved.

"Jason, sit here we're making dumplings!" Vincent said energic sitting next to his mother.

I took a sit between Victoria and Vincent. They're a big family and making seeing then making dumplings it was like a cereal commercial. Until you hear the fake laughs and the dissing, It feels like home.

"Let me help you..." Vickie whispered to me seeing me all troubled with the cake.

"Thank you..." I whispered back taking a flat dough.

"So... You put the baby in the bed..." She explained putting the meat in the dough, I tried to copy her. "And now you cover him... And now you pinch the borders..."

"Now I eat the baby?" I asked making her laugh, a real one.

"Just after cooking it." She took another dough.

"He doesn't know how to make dumplings and probably doesn't speak Mandarin." One of the twins whispered, but anyone could hear him.

"Who doesn't spent the New Year with their family?" The one, I bet his name is Christian said to his twin. "He's just a tall Banana."

"My family is Korean so we don't have a tradition of making dumplings, we make Kimchi," I answered in Mandarin, I'm Korean, not stupid. "And my family is hosting a small dinner in a few hours."

"They never learn," Emilia said to Victor, both of them had a sassy smile on their faces.

"Where did you learned Mandarin?" Amelia, I believe, asked with a sweet smile.

"Most of my babysitters were from Beijing." I kept it civilized, this feels like having dinner with my own relatives.

"Oh, what your family does?" Deidra asked. It took surprisingly a while from start to asking.

"My family is the founder of Group CH." I tried to put a proud tone to the phrase.

"Your family works in diverse camps, right?" A man by the same age as Victor asked he was obviously Korean.

"My father's family is the founder of the group and runs a clothes franchise since 1990 my mothers family joined putting our law firm together." I was a bit surprised that I had to explain, but the elders seem to already know about it. "My uncle and cousins are responsible for the east operations and my father for the whole west."

"Interesting, what do you want to follow?" That was a new question.

"Probably both, it's most bureaucratic work." I was caught in surprise for a second. "I might go to law school."