Atelia Story:
Today I'm catching the bus back to my school. I live with my dad since he stays close so I guess that's a pro about Bob picking this school for me.
When my mom and dad divorced I didn't have to choice because my dad was trying to be a mature parent by letting my mom just get custody of me as long as he can see me whenever he wanted.
Two years later my mom met Bob and a couple more years passed I got put in private school now living with my dad.
I love living with my dad but there are pros and cons with him just like with my mom.
Living with dad I get to embrace myself. While living with my mom I have to hide who I am. Living with dad he forces manly things on me, living with mom everything I do has to be ladylike.
Dad owns a couple of auto shops plus three other businesses he won't tell me about, so being raised with him I'm good at mechanics and I'm not even afraid to get a little dirty.
Plus my dad got me a motorcycle when I was sixteen my mom would die if she knew I had it but I love my bike I even ride it to school sometimes.
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"So champ how was your mom's," My dad said side hugging me I dramatically sighed and rolled my eyes remembering it all.
"This mom of mines and her husband brought that colorist bully Vanessa over."
"What?" My dad said making me laugh.
"Yeah." I said opening rinsing and popping a grape in my mouth."She knows I don't like her."
"Okay tell me what happened." He said moving my hair to the side looking at my scratch. I rolled my eyes again.
"So Vanessa and I stared each other up and down and she laughed but I couldn't be mad though because if I was out of my body and saw me I'd laugh too.
Mom had me wear this hot ass dress, I mean a hot dress and boujee silken wig so I said what was funny to Vanessa and she took a picture on me I slapped her phone out her hand and she tried to slap me but scratched me instead with her long nails." I finished telling him what happened and we both laughed.
"Welp she's not gonna talk to you in a while." My dad said talking about my mom.
"Please, I bet you Bob's gonna have a business owner son or something and she's gonna need me to come to save their asses." My dad didn't mind I said curse words but it felt weird to me so I'd be embarrassed sometimes.
"Well, I got work today you think you can stop by my 101 office and do a check-up."
"Yeah, I got you pops."
"My girl! I'm gone have your check on Monday afternoon."
"Okay love you."
" Love you more ." He said leaving out. I slumped in the couch flipping through channels when I got a text, two texts.
Dad😎🐻: don't forget alright you can go around 5 pm.
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