So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury)

Chapter One: Fucking School Man

1987, fifteen years later.

A light knock hits my white door and I try my absolute best to ignore it. Why is it already six o'clock? I just want to have peace today and not get woken up. No of course not. It's June 21st. I have to get up on time for just one more day.

Then I can finally catch up on my sleep schedule for three months. "Tiffany darling, wake up. It's the last day of school." My dad told me. "Ugh no!!!! I don't want to go!" I yelled. My dad walked in and giggled as he took a seat on the bottom of my twin bed. "You have to go love, just one more day and you'll be a, what's it called again?" Freddie asked.

     "A sophomore dad." I told him. I try not to judge him since it has been a good while since he's stepped foot into a school. "Oh yeah! Forgot for a second. That's exactly what I learned in,? Oh shit I forgot." He went on. I have to be honest that it was really funny and I couldn't help but form a grin on my face. "School?" I asked him. He nodded. "Yes that was the word. I almost forgot." He said. I laughed with much volume added than my average voice. That's what I loved about my dad the most. He could always make you laugh in any situation no matter what it was. We could be stranded in the middle of the ocean, and he would still crack a joke in order to lighten the mood.

     "Alright darling, get up." He demanded grabbing both of my hands trying to lift me up, but I absolutely refused. "No!" I yelled. "Yes, Tiffany Mary Bulsara Mercury. You have to go to school!" He told me and finally was able to pick me up. I was shocked by him calling me my full name. I don't like when people call me by my full name. Freddie always calls me that when he's mad at me. I obviously hate when he's mad at me but he doesn't seem mad right now. "Ugh. Fine!" I yelled as I stood up. Freddie walked out of the room so that I could get ready.

     There wasn't really much I could do because I go to a private school and I have to wear an ugly uniform. I put on a navy blue skirt that goes above the knee and a white buttoned down shirt. I normally don't do anything with my hair because it's so thick to the point where I can't. I only combed it a little bit and then just left my curly hair dark brown hair the way it was. I dread the object in the corner of my room, my book bag. I don't even want to be near it but I have to because I sadly have to go to school! I sighed and then picked up the heavy book bag I have, but only for one day.

     I looked for my dad all over the house but couldn't find him. But I then looked outside to see him in the black corvette that we usually drive when we feel that it's safe. I took a seat in the passenger seat and then Freddie backed out of the driveway and we were now on the way to my prison. Ten minutes later we arrived to the school parking lot and as usual I got a lot of stares. Almost to the point where I am used to it.

     "Dad I really don't want to go." I told him. He put his hand on my shoulder. "I know you don't. I'll make it up to you. Ok?" He said. I nodded then leaned in placed my head on his shoulder. "I love you." I reassured him. "I love you more." He replied. I stood up, got out of the car and slammed the door close.

     Thirty minutes into my day and I can't do it. I really don't want to be here to the point where I am getting sick. As soon as third period ended, I walked over to the front office. "Can I use the phone?" I asked the woman sitting at the desk. She nodded not even making eye contact with me. I took the phone and dialed the number to my house. For a few seconds I heard a loud cough through the other side. Part of me was feeling slightly concerned. But, people cough that's just human nature. "Hi." I heard my Dad's British accent greet me though he had no idea it was me.

     "Dad, come get me." I begged. I heard the other line cut off and realized that he just hung up on me. I slammed the phone back into it's place. "Fuck." I said under my breath.

     Slowly but surely the end of the day came and finally I felt free. My best friend Britney and I were outside in the school parking lot emptying out our book bags over the trash can. "This is very liberating." Britney told me and I agreed with her. After we were done my book bag was pretty much empty as I placed it over my shoulder. "So what do you plan on doing this summer?" I asked her. "Sex." She answered smirking at me. I couldn't help but giggle. "You're wild Britney." I laughed. "I'm kidding, I really don't know. What about you?" She asked me. I shrugged. "I don't know either, we know that my dad will probably plan some insane vacation. India last year, Egypt the year before, I wonder what's next." I explained.

    "Your dad is a fag!" I heard a deep voice yell. Both Britney and I turned around to see Alex. Alex is such a prick and he's one of the primary reasons why I don't want to go to school. He always picks on me because of my family, he has even tripped me and tried to hit me before. I have never really known what to do and have even thought to ask my dad how to box. "Fuck off Alex!" Britney screamed. Alex laughed as he moved closer to us with his friends. "What are you two going to do about it?" He instigated. I have had enough of his harassing me all year and since middle school.

     I don't know what got into me because I punched him right in the nose which caused him to fall to the ground and everyone to seem shocked. Britney and I walked away because that was the thing which we could do so that we don't get in trouble. Not even a minute later, a black corvette pulled up and I heard a loud car horn blast and that caused both of us to cover our ears. I glanced up to see my dad and I was so happy to see my uncles Brian, Roger, and John. "Get in loser we're going shopping!" My dad yelled at me. "Ok Britney I have to go my family is here!" I said then ran over to the car. "Move over bitches!" I called out when shoving Brian and Roger in the back seat.