Who is my "step dad"?

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Everyone knows my mom. She is Adele and it gets really annoying sometimes. For example, she will try and go to one of my basketball games and she will be stopped by thousands of people to try and get a picture. I dont understand the hype around her though. I have heard some of her music and I dont really find it special. To me Astro Worlds Rolling in the Deep is better than my moms.

Ever since my parents got divorced there has been more paparazzi following us places. The pictures never get out because my mom sues them for taking pictures of me but its still annoying.

All of my friends have normal lives and I just wished I did too. None of my friends have moms with sixteen Grammys and tons of other awards laying around the house. They also dont have a dad who is the CEO of a charity and a "step dad" who is the founder and CEO of one of the most successful sports agencies in the world.

I say  "step dad" because my mom up is hanging out with this new guy and it's the only guy my mom has brought around me since my parents got divorced. He seems nice but my mom keeps saying that they are not dating but you can clearly tell that they are. He is around all the time and they seem more than just friends.

Both of them wont tell me what they really are but I think that it is because they are scared of how I will react. I think that my mom is scared that I might still be attached to the idea that my mom and dad would get back together. They have been separated for three years and I am happy in my new life. I dont know what she is scared about. It must just be a mom thing.

Rich has tried to play basketball with me in the backyard but I find it more fun to play with my friends than some guy my mom is supposedly dating. Rich is nice and everything and really good at basketball but it's just different.

My dad is busy with work and out of town on a three month long trip to Africa so I am spending all of my time at my mom's house. I actually like it here more because dad is always on work calls. At least with my mom she does them when I am at school.

Today, I have decided that I want to talk to my mom about Rich before he comes over. Usually he will come over around 5:45 because he gets off of work at 5.

I got into the car after school and the drive home was silent other than my mom asking her normal routined questions like: "how was your day" and "what did you do?"

We got home and I set my stuff down in the kitchen. "A you want anything to eat?" "No but mom?" "Yes sweetie?" "Can I talk to you?" I nervously asked her "of course"

We both sit down at the kitchen counter and I start talking. "Mom what's going on with you and Rich?" "What do you mean?" She asked me "well I mean it's kinda easy to tell that you two are dating." "Angelo would you be mad if we were?" "No why would I" "I don't know." "Look mom I know I'm not suppose to act like this because I'm suppose to be cool and not have any emotions but. The past three years have been really hard on you. Six months ago when you came home smiling and happy I knew that wasn't just from being with your friends. You have finally found someone that makes you happy in ways that I can't. You deserve that mom. I love you and I'm so happy for you and Rich." I say while looking into my mom's eyes that have tears falling from them. "A, you have no idea how much I needed to hear that. Thank you baby. I love you so much. More than you will ever know." "Mom" "yes?" "Tell me about Rich." "Well what do you want to know?" She asked "Well does he have any kids? Just tell me everything." "To start he does have kids. Reonna, Zane and Richie. He's from Cleveland. Obviously you know what he does for work but he's a really nice guy with a big heart." She said while smiling. "He makes you happy doesn't he?" "Yeah he does" she smiled at the thought of him and then changed the subject by saying "so do you want anything to eat?" "No I'm good for right now" "okay just tell me if you need anything." She says and I go upstairs to my room.

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