CLEO'S POV
I almost never got into trouble with my dad.
With him, I had a prim and proper image and had been maintaining that image for years. Though I had my few moments of rebellion, I was still that daughter who made her parents proud without much effort. My life revolved around school and the house and never for once, did I get into trouble in high school.
I never partied like most kids my age, never smoked, never got drunk, never snuck out late- the list was endless and though my dad only seldom mentioned it, I knew he was proud of that version of me. but suddenly, out of nowhere and for no reason pleasant enough to be mentioned, I was ruining that image myself. Safe to say, I was finally disappointing my dad.
My eyes widened in horror as I stared at the picture on my phone. I did
