The Bully (Calamity Montana)

Dear Diary,

Something really strange happened today. I had to go with Dad to work after school. Mom’s car broke down. Again. For like the third time this spring. She’s just happy it made it through the winter. Since she couldn’t pick me up, Dad came and got me in between his jobs. We had to go to the Stark house. It was his last customer of the day. Cal wasn’t there, thank God. He was probably having sex with Phoebe bitchface McAdams. I could tell Dad was tired. He took on seven new clients this spring and he’s been getting up super early and working on the weekends. He told me that if he can just keep it up, he can get Mom a new car for her birthday and then I can have her old one after I get my license. Even if it is a junker and it breaks down all the time, it’s better than nothing. Everyone at school is going to make fun of me for it. Jerks. They can have their Audis and BMWs. It’s just a car. I guess the sprinklers at the Stark place weren’t adjusted right and Dad didn’t like how they were watering. So while he messed with them and did the edging, I offered to mow. I was in their front yard. I had my headphones in so I couldn’t hear, but I turned around and Cal’s dad was staring at me. I didn’t even hear him drive up. He just stood beside his car in the driveway, staring at me. It gave me the creeps. I was wearing my shorts and tank top from gym. Dad stopped at a gas station so I could change out of my uniform. I wish I would have had some jeans. Cal’s dad kept looking at my chest. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just kept mowing. On my next pass, he was gone. Maybe he didn’t like that a kid was cutting his lawn? I don’t know. He looks like Cal. They have the same hair and face. Maybe that’s why he bugged me. He reminded me of asshole Cal. Still it was weird that he was staring at me, right? Whatever. I really don’t like Cal’s dad.

Nellie