After school come around and my dad picks me up from school.  He drives to to the stop between his and my moms house, which is a local rest stop.  I wait there and talk to the regular employees.  And the door opens and Michael walks in.

"Hey Michael!" I call from where I'm standing.

"Hey (y/n)!" He says highfiving me and pulling me into a hug.  I feel my face burn.

"What are you doing our here?" I ask.

"This is the best gas station in town, what about you?" He asks nudging my side.

"Waiting for my mom to pick me up. My parents are divorced. Don't apologize or anything! It happened like six years ago! And I had Chris" I explain.

"Uh... who's Chris?"

"Christine. I'm her best friend! Have been since I don't know how long." I chuckle, as we pour ourselves slushees.

"Same with Jeremy and me." He sighs.

"Like you best friend? I've been in that boat." I say sitting across from him.

"I don't know. Possibly? I'm just confused." He groans.

"You'll figure stuff out. Well my moms here. But text me." I wink handing him a paper with my number.

I make it to my moms house and go to the guest bedroom, aka Tara's closet. Literally her clothes are hanging up all around her room, most she doesn't wear anymore.

"(Y/n)! Dinner!" My mom calls. I come back downstairs and see my mom, stepdad, Tara, as her boyfriend all sitting at the table. I sit next to Tara and mom.

"So how's school been?" My stepdad asks.

"Good. Today the most popular girls in school asked me to sit with them at lunch. It was.... different." I say. I actually have a good relationship with my stepdad, he's a really nice guy who cares.

"Different how so?" Tara chirps.

"They played with my hair and fed me. They kept calling me Princess and Sweetheart... I was really confused." Tara and I are on decent terms. I love her but hate her because she's stealing Chris' attention.

"That sounds fun!" She gasps.

"But you sit with me!" Tara's boyfriend flexes. I think his name is Jean? I'll hear it later tonight.

"That's right honey!" Tara gushes. I roll my eyes.

"How are you doing in classes?" Mom
Asks. She's bitter about me picking to stay at dads instead of hers. As she got more custody of me and dad of Tara.

"I'm getting A's. And I haven't got into trouble." I say quickly, before a shock is felt on my spine. I spot Squip glaring at be from behind my mother.

"Talk slower or ill make you scream." He threatens.