viii. tye dillinger

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hallo :) I am hella pissed rn because my fucking shitty ass mate didn't bother to- nvm. Anyways, I apologize for being absent for a long period of time as usual; but on the plus side, thanks for 10k reads! eNJoY

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The kids today sure are something. Well look who's talking, I'm a kid too. But I'm not like the typical basic teenage girl. As cliche as it sounds, I'm really not like other people my age.

I'm the outcast as people like to call me. Hell, people call me a lot of names. But my dad tells me to not pay attention to them. Did I mention how cool my dad is? Yeah, he's a wrestler.

And his name is Tye Dillinger. His real name is Ronald William Arneill which makes me Y/N Arneill. Anyways, back to me. I don't fit in. But I'm okay with that.

The typical girls at my school are basically only care about how they look. Their clothes, makeup, hair, etc. It's really dumb if you ask me. Another thing they care about is boys and social media. I would explain but that's pretty self explanatory.

Something that these girls do, which by the way I find weird and useless, is rate other people on social media. They rate the popular kids the highest score which is 10. Meanwhile I'm a 4.

But that doesn't matter. Their opinion doesn't matter to me. Until it started to.

One day at school a bunch of those typical and popular girls kept calling me 4. It was really dumb. Some kids laughed because they understood the joke but I found no reason as to how it could be funny.

It's literally just a number.

I don't know why, but one comment these stupid kids made got to me. One of them said, "Why can't you be a perfect 10? Isn't that what your stupid dad says?" it's okay to make fun of me, yes my self esteem is just low at this point, but don't make fun of my family.

When I went home that day I just sat on my bed thinking. "Perfect 10? No one's perfect. I'm definitely not perfect." My thoughts were interrupted when my dad knocked on my door.

"Y/N dinner is ready." I didn't respond. I was still confused as to why such a dumb comment got to me. He opened the door to see me sitting at the edge of my bed.

"What's wrong?" he asked as he sat next to me.

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

I don't know, am I sure? It's just a dumb kid's opinion right?

"Yeah I'm just thinking about something stupid." I said.

"What would that be? Is someone bullying you?"

"No. Not really."

He sighed and looked at me. "Honey, please tell me what's going on. I care about you. I know I haven't been here quite as much-"

"Dad, seriously it's fine. A stupid kid just said something stupid okay? And before you ask, they said that I'm not a perfect 10. Like the thing you always say. I don't know why it matters to me. It's just dumb." I said.

"Yes, it is dumb. Don't let what other people say get to you."

"I guess it just got to me because I realized I'll never be 'perfect'. I know perfect people don't exist, but it got me thinking that I'll never be what you and mom want me to be. The perfect daughter."

I felt my eyes getting watery. Why am I so damn emotional?

"Y/N, please don't put yourself down. You don't need to be what other people consider as perfect. Your mom and I think you're perfect just the way you are. Don't mind those kids, they just want attention. To me, you're a perfect 10."

My dad and I looked at each other. Then I hugged him. I really needed that.

"Thank you dad."

"You're welcome Y/N."

So this sucked and I apologize for that. Feeling a lot of things rn so excuse me if my oneshots suck. Thanks for reading tho :)

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