Dad VS Step-Dad

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Hi so for story purposes, I am gonna choose Dylan and Megan's ages. I am thinking Dylan is 9-10 and Megan is 7-8.

After the whole Brad being stuck in a wall after crumpling the car a little bit, Mum still made us go to school. I tried to tell her how traumatic it was for me to witness my step-father go through that but she saw right through me. I do not care if Brad gets hurt. Besides, it wasn't even that bad.

Meg, Dylan and I are all sat in the back, with me trying to hold up the dented bit. It keeps coming down from where the bike landed on it. It keeps coming down every time I let it go - super annoying but Meg and Dylan seem to find it funny. Dad is driving the car cause Brad is still hurting apparently. What a baby.

"Hey, I'm really sorry about what happened to your car." Dad says. I can't tell whether he is sincere or not.

"Yeah, and I'm sorry about what happened to your bike." Brad says.

"Oh, no damage. Not a scratch." Dad says. I have to hold back more laughing cause I don't feel like being moaned at more...even if it is at something genuinely funny.

"Oh, not even one scratch? Unbelievable. That's so good." Brad awkwardly laughs.. The roof comes down again making me push it back up again with a groan.

"Why didn't we just walk? We do not live that far away!" I semi-yell. This is too much of an upper body workout.

"Your school is a 30 minute walk from the house. You would have been late." Brad says.

"So? You could have walked Meg and Dyl and Dad could have taken me on his bike." I say. There would have been no ulterior motive to me wanting to go with Dad..............

Ok so there would have been. I would have convinced Dad to let me skip with a few crocodile tears and one or two 'I just wanna spend some daddy-daughter time with you'.

School sucks and I have maybe like two friends who make the days fighting against the assholes and dealing with the teachers BS more bearable.

We pull up outside of Meg and Dyl's school in the drop off line thing. The woman who is in charge of it is a little bit of a psychopath who controls the line like it's the only thing that gives her life meaning. I reckon it must be.

"Let's keep it going! Keep it inside the cones! Just like ice cream! Got to keep it inside the cones!" The lady says. See what I mean? She's freaking crazy! Dad sighs and tries to leave the all important cones.

"No, Daddy!" Megan yells.

"You're supposed to stay in the cones!" Dylan yells as well. Jeez.

"Do it Dad!" I yell. What can I say, seeing this stupid line be broken may just make this day even funnier.

"Whoa, whoa! Inside the cones! Inside. Bring her in. That's better." The lady says at dad causing him to sigh. "Let's keep those kids safe today, okay? Thank you, Brad." She says rather patronisingly. Bit rude.

"Sorry, Doris. It's okay. This whole drop-off line thing can be a bit overwhelming if you're not used to it." Brad says trying to make it better. No Brad, it's just stupid!

"Yeah, well, I've landed a chopper in the middle of a Cuban prison riot, Brad, I think I'm good." Dad says. The car stops and Megan and Dylan climb out.

"Bye, guys! I love you so much." Dad calls after them.

"Have a great day, okay?" Step-douche calls out as well.

"Bye, Daddy! Bye, Brad! Bye Rosie!" They call.

"Don't get caught doing something stupid!" I shout to them before the door closes. Dad chuckles while Brad just sends me a look through the rearview mirror. A look that says 'really?'

20 minutes later we pulled up at my school. Uuuugh. I was hoping that it had burned down since yesterday. You don't always get what you want I guess. I had to learn that the hard way.

Looking out the window I see my friends standing by the entrance waiting for me. I also see the spawns of satan– I mean girls in my grade that seem to enjoy making my life a living hell. They glare at my friends before walking in the front door, being led by their Queen Bitch Shannon. Bitches.

They've had it out for me since...well since my dad left. They harp on that and remind me of that night at every possible moment. As well as other things like how I dress, how I do in school, the fact I skate. Pretty much everything about me just seems to rub them the wrong way. So fun.

There has been a couple of......shall I say, confrontations between us, mostly where they start it but I get in trouble for finishing it. Doesn't matter that they started it, they see the ring leader with a black eye and busted lip and assume I'm the bad guy. This place sucks and I cannot wait to get outta here.

"Ok RJ. Have a good day." Dad says as he stops the car.

"Funny joke dad." I say as I grab my bag and leave the car. My friends all smile and say hey when they see me.

Dusty POV:

"Funny joke dad." RJ says as she leaves the car. I watch her join up with her friends and then walk in. That sarcasm worries me.

"What's up with her?" I ask Brad as I start driving to his work.

"Well, she's not the biggest fan of school. She has gotten into a couple of fights the last year or two. The principal and counsellor thinks she has anger issues that she doesn't want to deal with." Brad explains.

"Okay and has she told you what started these fights? If I know my daughter, she wouldn't just hit somebody." I ask him. She may have my temper sometimes but she wouldn't attack someone for no reason.

"In the meetings we have, the other girls always say they were trying to be nice and then Rosie just attacked them. They're always crying and have bruises on their faces. Rosie never defends herself or says what they said that made her do it so we have to believe the other girls." Brad tells me. What the actual hell!

"So let me get this straight; just cause RJ wouldn't defend herself in a room full of people that already assume she's in the wrong, you just believe that she's the aggressor?!" I yell. How could they not believe her? She is our daughter and her guardians are not supporting her. Brad tries to defend himself but I put my hand up to silence him. "No, I don't need your excuses. Just actually get to know her maybe."

We finish the car ride in an awkward silence. It's really annoyed me but I guess I still gotta stick to my plan. Check out Brad and win over my family.