Upstead comfort fics

Being Bullied

(I got a request for Oakley getting bullied at school because Hailey and Jay arrested a classmate's parent. The person didn't leave a preferred age for Oakley in this one, so I'm setting her at 10-years-old in 5th grade.)
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A few days ago, Jay and Hailey, along with the rest of the intelligence unit, under Jay's command as sergeant, took down a drug ring. The leader ended up being a parent of a kid in Oakley's class, which made Hailey and Jay nervous. Kids could be mean, and if it came back to the kid that Oakley's parents had arrested his dad, it could be bad. They hadn't told Oakley though, they didn't want to worry her.

Oakley was the spitting image of her mom, including her size. She had Hailey's face shape, nose, eyes, dimples, and waves, but her hair was more of a strawberry blonde, and she had Jay's skin, freckles and smile. She was also smaller than the kids in her class, and they liked to tease her about it. However, she had more athletic ability than most of them and that came in handy during PE. Everyone wanted Oakley on their team.

Oakley now had two younger siblings, Jackson and Emma. Jackson was 6 and Emma was 3. Jackson had Hailey's tan skin and blonde hair, but Jay's eyes. Emma had dirty blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and medium skin. She was a blend of her parents. Oakley was a great big sister, but still very much a little kid in her parents' eyes and was very shy and preferred to be with her parents than anywhere else. She hated when people picked on her for her size, but was getting better with it and didn't listen to them anymore.

Walking into school with Jackson on a Wednesday morning, she didn't expect someone to pull her to the ground by her backpack. "Hey!" She said, looking up and seeing Peter, a boy from her class.

"You deserve it!" He stomped on her hand and walked off laughing.

"Are you okay?" Jackson asked, eyes wide.

"I'm fine. I'll walk you to class," Oakley sniffed, wiping her eyes as she got up. Her hand was hurting.

Jackson could tell she was upset, he was perceptive of his sisters' emotions, with Oakley and Emma both. "Oaks, you're in pain," He stated.

"Jackson, I'm fine! I love you now go to your class, and no telling mom and dad," she said.

"Fine. Love you too," he went into his classroom and Oakley walked upstairs to the fifth grade hall.

She didn't really want to go into her class, she didn't know why Peter had done that to her. But, she wanted to be brave like her parents so she took a deep breath and went in.

Peter was pointing at her and saying things to his friends, and Oakley immediately wished she could go home. She went and sat next to her friend Allie and looked at her hand. It was red.

"What happened?" Allie asked.

"Nothing," she sighed, getting her things out of her backpack.

Throughout the day, Peter and his friends kept messing with Oakley and picking on her. They'd even pushed her off the monkey bars at recess and pushed her in the cafeteria. She got progressively more upset as the day went and was so excited when school was over.

But then she remembered that the babysitter, Abi, was supposed to pick them up. She loved her babysitter, but she wanted her parents. She didn't want to tell them anything, but she wanted to be with them.

"Oakley and Jackson Halstead!" Their names came over with speakers in the cafeteria and she got up and walked to the doors leading to the carpool lane.

"How's your hand?" Jackson asked.

"Fine," she mumbled, getting into their babysitter's car.

"Can we go see mom and dad?" She asked Abi.