I pull up my pants and put in my shirt while Jamia plops back onto my bed. I hear my dad's car pull up. I look outside to see my father and this guy get out of the car and my mom comes outta the house to greet em.

They guy looked hot, but, you could tell that he didn't fit in here. His bright yellow hair. Definitely a white boy. And, I can't be gay, I have a girlfriend.

"Franco! Vieni qui!" My father yells. As I'm about to down the stairs, I hear Jamia say something.

"Dovrei andarmene?" She asked.

"Solo se vuoi..."I mumble then jog down stairs.

"Franco-" I cut my father off.

"Frank."

"Frank, this is Gerard. He'll be here for a while to help out." My father says pointing to the white boy from earlier.

"Ciao, ragazzo bianco..." I mumble.

"Franco!" My father scolds. Gerard stands there confused.

"I'm sorry, hello Gerard. I'm Frank." I day in a sickly sweet voice.

"Hello Frank. I hear that you write songs, stories, and pomes. I'd love to read em sometime." He responds, damn, his voice is sexy as fuck.

I see Jamia walk down the stairs, she looks at Gerard and winks.

"Ciao Frankie!" She yelled.

I rush back upstairs and write. All o can write about is how I maybe should've been nice to white boy.

Word Band:

"Franco! Vieni qui!" ~ "Franco! Come Here!"

"Dovrei andarmene?" ~ "Should I Leave?"

"Solo se vuoi..." ~ "Only if you want..."

"Ciao, ragazzo bianco..." ~ "Hello, white boy..."

"Ciao Frankie!" ~ "Bye Frankie!"