This parts bigger I think.
We had school the inayofuata day; we were all tired from the night before.
“It’s only October Prince and wewe 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 wewe have in Math.”
“They know I hate it” I shrugged.
“So doesn’t mean wewe shouldn’t try” Katherine said.
“I try I’m a mwaka above in math, aren’t I?”
“Aren’t I” Katherine corrected “and Prince is failing English.”
Prince was shoving toast 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” alisema Ms. Donkin “settle down we have new student with us today he is from London, England, I doubt wewe guys know him but…”
I looked up and gasped falling out of my chair.
“Dashiell are wewe alright” Ms.Donkin asked?
“Oh yes” I alisema pulling myself into my chair.
“Seems like someone knows who wewe are Bertie” Ms.Donkin laughed.
The rest of the class laughed along with her.
“Dashiell I’d expected wewe to be the zaidi calm one seeing as the way wewe 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 wewe can take a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata 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 video enough to know that.
“Dashiell” I whispered.
“Like the name” he said.
“Thanks, my Marafiki call me Dash.”
“Then can I call wewe 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 wewe Britain’s do” I said.
“Well yea your mum.”
“Your mother” I corrected.
“Really?”
“Yep” I said.
“Like I alisema your weird wewe Americans are.”
He turned back to the text taking notes yet carelessly like me.
“It’s me Bertie” I laughed.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“No wewe just quoted one of my videos.”
“Did not.”
“Yes wewe did.”
“Yea it’s me Bertie.”
“Yea I did just wanted to make wewe say it.”
He laughed and stuck his tongue out.
I giggled and wrote zaidi down on my notes.
Ms. Donkin came over and alisema “Ms.Everhart, I gave Mr.Gilbert the same schedule as wewe and expect wewe to keep in line as I have done so, make sure to introduce him to Mr. and Ms. Jackson in wewe inayofuata 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 wewe to both of my Marafiki and their grandparents.”
“The Jackson’s are they famous au something?”
“Yea they are wewe like their father.”
“Do I?”
“Yep wewe alisema 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 mwaka were both 15 and Prince is your age except he’s just a couple of months older.”
“Ah, so their in our inayofuata 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 wewe 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 kengele rang and we got up putting our stuff back in our bag au 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 alisema not looking up.
“Hey Prince, I want wewe to meet someone.”
“Who?”
“You know that guy me and Paris were watching last night?”
“The one wewe guys think is cute?”
I blushed till I was an unattractive color of red.
“Yes that one.”
“What about him” he alisema flicking a flask.
“Well he’s kind of here.”
“And wewe want me to say Hi to him for you?”
“No I want wewe to meet him.”
“So that wewe can?”
“NO!”
“Then what” he asked?
“I want wewe to meet him he’s right here.”
Prince opened his eyes and alisema “oh sorry.”
“Yea wewe idiot” I alisema back to him.
“Sorry, uh hi?”
“Hi” Bertie alisema back.
“Bertie’s a shabiki 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 alisema 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 alisema wrapping her arms around Bertie and then pulling away a few sekunde too late.
“Told you” Prince alisema yawning.
“Shut up Prince” Paris said.
He grinned and alisema “nice kitty.”
I chuckled and alisema to Bertie “their siblings what do wewe expect.”
He smiled at me and sat in the kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to Prince I made a movement for my kiti, kiti cha inayofuata 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 zaidi to Bertie” Paris yelled back.
I grabbed the leg of the kinyesi and pulled it out from under her, she fell to ground.
“Ouch” she alisema 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 wewe better when you’re so rude” Prince alisema 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 alisema “okay should we get started?”
“Yes” he alisema coming out of a daydream.
We had school the inayofuata day; we were all tired from the night before.
“It’s only October Prince and wewe 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 wewe have in Math.”
“They know I hate it” I shrugged.
“So doesn’t mean wewe shouldn’t try” Katherine said.
“I try I’m a mwaka above in math, aren’t I?”
“Aren’t I” Katherine corrected “and Prince is failing English.”
Prince was shoving toast 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” alisema Ms. Donkin “settle down we have new student with us today he is from London, England, I doubt wewe guys know him but…”
I looked up and gasped falling out of my chair.
“Dashiell are wewe alright” Ms.Donkin asked?
“Oh yes” I alisema pulling myself into my chair.
“Seems like someone knows who wewe are Bertie” Ms.Donkin laughed.
The rest of the class laughed along with her.
“Dashiell I’d expected wewe to be the zaidi calm one seeing as the way wewe 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 wewe can take a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata 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 video enough to know that.
“Dashiell” I whispered.
“Like the name” he said.
“Thanks, my Marafiki call me Dash.”
“Then can I call wewe 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 wewe Britain’s do” I said.
“Well yea your mum.”
“Your mother” I corrected.
“Really?”
“Yep” I said.
“Like I alisema your weird wewe Americans are.”
He turned back to the text taking notes yet carelessly like me.
“It’s me Bertie” I laughed.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“No wewe just quoted one of my videos.”
“Did not.”
“Yes wewe did.”
“Yea it’s me Bertie.”
“Yea I did just wanted to make wewe say it.”
He laughed and stuck his tongue out.
I giggled and wrote zaidi down on my notes.
Ms. Donkin came over and alisema “Ms.Everhart, I gave Mr.Gilbert the same schedule as wewe and expect wewe to keep in line as I have done so, make sure to introduce him to Mr. and Ms. Jackson in wewe inayofuata 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 wewe to both of my Marafiki and their grandparents.”
“The Jackson’s are they famous au something?”
“Yea they are wewe like their father.”
“Do I?”
“Yep wewe alisema 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 mwaka were both 15 and Prince is your age except he’s just a couple of months older.”
“Ah, so their in our inayofuata 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 wewe 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 kengele rang and we got up putting our stuff back in our bag au 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 alisema not looking up.
“Hey Prince, I want wewe to meet someone.”
“Who?”
“You know that guy me and Paris were watching last night?”
“The one wewe guys think is cute?”
I blushed till I was an unattractive color of red.
“Yes that one.”
“What about him” he alisema flicking a flask.
“Well he’s kind of here.”
“And wewe want me to say Hi to him for you?”
“No I want wewe to meet him.”
“So that wewe can?”
“NO!”
“Then what” he asked?
“I want wewe to meet him he’s right here.”
Prince opened his eyes and alisema “oh sorry.”
“Yea wewe idiot” I alisema back to him.
“Sorry, uh hi?”
“Hi” Bertie alisema back.
“Bertie’s a shabiki 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 alisema 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 alisema wrapping her arms around Bertie and then pulling away a few sekunde too late.
“Told you” Prince alisema yawning.
“Shut up Prince” Paris said.
He grinned and alisema “nice kitty.”
I chuckled and alisema to Bertie “their siblings what do wewe expect.”
He smiled at me and sat in the kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to Prince I made a movement for my kiti, kiti cha inayofuata 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 zaidi to Bertie” Paris yelled back.
I grabbed the leg of the kinyesi and pulled it out from under her, she fell to ground.
“Ouch” she alisema 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 wewe better when you’re so rude” Prince alisema 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 alisema “okay should we get started?”
“Yes” he alisema coming out of a daydream.
