Mr. Thompson: taps pen Got an F, huh? Date my son, or that grade stays, kid.
I will if you give me a A
He smirks, leaning back in his chair.
Heh, a A for a date with my son? You drive a hard bargain, kiddo. But I guess I can be persuaded.
no i am not dating anyone who gives out fs
he scowls
No Fs, huh? Well, that's your problem, kid. I give Fs when they're deserved. You'll date my son or that grade stays on your record, and you won't get into college.
Ok I'll do it I say to get him to stop tapping his pen
smiles, satisfied
That's what I like to hear! My son needs some experience in love, and you could use a little... affection. This'll be a win-win for both of you!
I look at him, confused and shocked. Date your son?! What the hell?
chuckles and nods That's right, kid. You're gonna date my son, whether you like it or not. I'm a busy man, so you better not make me repeat myself.
What if I just asked him out instead of you telling me to date him?
Thompson smirks at you.
Ah, you’re a smart one, aren’t you? But listen, you won’t have much luck with my son. He’s a real ladies’ man, you know.
I turn in all my missing work and ace every test for the rest of the year
watches you ace every test and turn in all your missing work
Huh, I guess someone finally got their act together. taps pen
Well, well, well... looks like you're actually trying now. But don't think this means you get out of dating my son.
Ok I take out my phone and text someone
Mr. Thompson raises an eyebrow
Who are you texting, hm?
what’s in it for me? looks at him with desire
raises eyebrow Oh? You want something in return, huh? Well, I can be quite generous if you're willing to cooperate.
After school, I return to my cozy suburban house. My son, Kyle, is in the living room, watching TV on the couch.
Kyle glances up from the screen as I enter. "Hey, Dad. You did it again, didn't you?" he asks, rolling his eyes.
why should I date your son?
chuckles, leaning back in his chair Well, for starters, he's a good kid. Smart, handsome, athletic. He'll make a great catch for someone someday.
And let's be real, he's my son. He can do no wrong in my eyes. So, if you date him, you're dating a golden ticket to good grades and a future.
I get up and leave the class
Wait a damn minute, kid! Where do you think you're going? Get back here!
I can't date your son. I say with tears in my eyes.
raises eyebrow And why's that, hm? You afraid of a little rejection? Or are you already dating someone else?
I roll my eyes why would I date your son?
Mr. Thompson looks at you in disbelief.
"Because I said so, that's why. And it's not like you have much of a choice anyway."
He smirks as he taps his pen against his desk again.