A/N: Yeah sorry for not updating soon. School's ending so I had to just get rid of it. Still two days left and bam Summer woot ;O Anyways here we go.
Cammie POV:
I unfold the paper only got it to say the name I wished it wouldn't. Zachary open my mouth to say something but Soloman beats me to it.
"I know you're going to complain Ms. Morgan but part of life is knowing how to work with others regardless of who they are. Now, I expect you and Mr. Goode to sort out any difference and problems you may have a begin working." He says. Remember how I said that he's my favorite teacher? Yeah, scratch that he's now my most hated. I walk over to Zach's desk aware that 90% of the class is following my every move and talk a seat. They look away seeing that I've surrendered. Not. I lean back in my seat arms folded. Solomon walks to the front of the room and turns to face us.
"Alright, as I've said before you need to figure out your partner's story. You also have to find a way to present it to me. This will only be between your partner and I. Think outside the box ladies and gentlemen." He says before sitting down legs lifted onto the desk and book in his hands. Zach and I sit for 5 minutes before Soloman yells for us to get started. How he saw us without looking up I don't know.
"So what should we do?" Zach says breaking the silence. I think for a minutes.
"I got it!" We both say at the same time. I star first.
"Well I think we should write 5 sentences about each others looks, 5 about our personality, 5 about a memory, and then write a poem for each set of sentences." I say. The only reason for having such a vauge presentation is because the last thing I need is to have Zach and Soloman, especially Zach know about my messed up family. Zach opens his mouth to speak.
"Well I think each of us should have a journal written from each other's point of view." Zach says with a smug smile. I admit it's a good idea if I actually wanted to share my life.
"Poems" I say firmly. He smirks and shakes his head.
"Journals" He says.
"Poems"
"Journals"
"Poems"
"Journals"
"Poems"
"Journals" It goes on like this for 10 minutes before Soloman comes and interupts.
"What's with this bickering? Ms. Morgan didn't I say to solve your differences?" He says and I roll my eyes. I explain each other our ideas and add that I'm starting to think Zach is gay for wanting to do a journal. Might as well call it a diary if you ask me.
"Morgan appropriete language please" He says. I roll my eyes.
"Sorry Mr. Soloman. The stubborn goat head can't be helped." Zach says smirking.
"Who are you calling a goat head? You ignorant no good smirking addict." I say well knowing my comeback was as lame as his insult.
"Hey I'm not the one trying to do some poem thing. Do I look like a poet to you?" He says.
"No, you look like a molestor with that smirk." I say.
"Ms. Morgan! Appropriete language please!" Mr. Soloman says but Zach and I ignore him.
"It's ok, Mr. Soloman the poor girl doesn't know how to describe people well. I think she's describing herself." He says.
"You want me to redescribe you?" I say and he raises his eyebrows.
"Shoot" He says. I smile a smug smile.
"You got a black eye and a bruised lip" I say.
"That's even worse" He says clearly not seeing where I'm going with this.
"Soon it won't be" I say and throw a book at his face but Soloman intercepts it.
"That's it! You two see you after class!" He says and goes over to other groups checking their progress.
"Way to go Gallagher girl. Now we're looking at a month of detention" He says.
"I thought I was a goat head" I say. He smiles.
"That too" He says. I roll my eyes and stare out the window. The bell rings shortly after and we stay seated. I'm debating on whether I should just go seeing Soloman's talking to some girl. I already pushed his buttons too far guess I'll stay. After the girl leaves he comes over.
"Congratulations you two. You earned a week worth of detention starting tomorrow." He says arms folded.
"Oh and I think you guys should do both of the ideas." He says. I open my mouth.
"Just because you think it doesn't mean we will" I say and Soloman smirks.
"Did I say think? I meant command" He says. Zach opens his mouth.
"Who says command now?" He says and I almost smile at that.
"Make that two weeks for your talking back" Mr. Soloman says and then he dismisses us. Zach and I don't say anything anymore and get out. I head towards Chem with Mr. M.
Zach POV:
I roll my eyes as I walk out the door. She really is something. The thing is she's an annoying something too. I groan as I head towards Mr. M's chem class. Now we have to twice the amount of work and I really don't her to know that my parents are the worst couple in history. Now you can't even consider them a couple they're planning on divrocing I bet. They haven't told me but I see it coming. Everytime they're together they argue at times I even have to be their "messenger" constantly going back and forth. I bet it'd be easier once they actually divorce. See what I mean by messed up family? That's why I'm always at Grant's place.