"I cannot believe my Ryleigh got into trouble. This attitude is so not like you!" My mother scolds me.
It was a Thursday morning and it was already not off to a great start. My mother pranced the room in disbelief with her pale pink robe tied around her as my father sat typing away on his laptop for work.
"I know, mom. I promise it won't ever happen again I--"
"Does this have to do with your friends, Ryleigh? Are you being bullied again?" My mother questions and I'm confused as to whether she's mad or more so worried as her expression was sending me mixed feelings.
"No, mom. I'm not being bullied again." I reply.
"Does this have to do with Emma? Is she influencing bad behavior on my daughter? This is why you should hang out with that Hunter kid more, you'd be surprised how much a yea
