Daddy's Crush
Rick protested, but I could see the way his lip curled into a smirk, and I knew it wasn’t.
I hoped it wasn’t. I’d always had a crush on him ever since he was little, and he used to treat me like a grown up instead of a kid. And now that I’m not a kid, his lips put bad, bad thoughts in my head.
But hearing them fight like that was strange, especially over me. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, about what Rick might have on his computer. So I decided to stay late after school today and sneak into the Principal’s office. How hard can it be?
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