Claires Awakening 13 Punishing Pupils
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I pulled into my driveway and walked inside, noticing the party decorations
scattered throughout the house. It's impressive, really, how quickly they
had managed to prepare this place for the party. I saw Kristen in the
kitchen, preparing the last of the snacks. I placed my shopping bag
containing the dress on the counter. "Could you wrap this for me when you
get a chance?" She smiled and nodded.
I headed upstairs and found Claire's door open. She was finishing up her
makeup. "Hey, daddy." I hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek.
"Happy birthday, sweetheart." I placed the necklace around her neck. She
smiled, seeing it in the mirror.
"Wow! Thank you! Where did you get this?"
"The mall. What do you think?"
She turned and hugged me tightly. "I love it! Thank you so much!" I returned
her smile. "You're very welcome! I know that's your favorite color. I'm
gonna head downstairs and help your mother get everything ready. I'll see
you when you get down there."
"Okay, daddy."
As her father left the room, Claire mumbled to herself, "Really? My favorite
color? Purple? Nope, it's definitely pink. It, like, always has been. I just
wish he would listen to me."
As I walked downstairs I felt my ears pop, similar to entering a high
altitude on a plane. This was nothing unusual, I suppose, after living in
the mountains of Tennessee all these years. I heard a doorbell. People were
beginning to arrive.
Within the next hour or so, people continued to walk in. Most of them were
family members. Her friends Kylie and Jennifer were there, but no sign of
her new boyfriend yet. I suppose at 15 years old, she should be able to date
as she pleases. However, I still struggled to accept this at times. My
little girl was growing up and there wasn't anything I could do to stop
that. I could only hope that I've raised her to make the right decisions and
to find someone who would treat her right.
After a couple of hours, the party was in full swing. About 30 or so people
were socializing outside. I mostly stayed at the table in the corner of the
patio, having a couple of beers with my brother Jonathon. We hadn't spoken
in awhile, so we used this time to catch up. Kristen sat across from us with
Jonathon's wife Morgan. They were drinking cabernet. Claire and her friends
were at the table next to us chatting and enjoying the snacks and birthday
cake.
As it was getting late, Kristen decided it was time for Claire to open her
gifts. They were mostly shoes and skirts and dresses. Guess the dress I
bought for her wasn't a very original idea afterall, I thought to myself.
After opening my gift, I overheard her sharing a laugh with her friends.
Kylie was saying, "Wow that's a lot of dresses."
"Haha, that's okay! Honestly, I love all the girly outfits. I don't even
like to leave the house if I'm in jeans or sweatpants. I wish no one would
EVER have to see this body wearing anything but girly clothes like this!"
Jennifer chimed in, "Girl, I feel you. Cameron always complains that I take
so long to get ready. He just doesn't understand."
I stopped listening as they rambled on about more female nonsense. Jonathon
had just gotten up to get us another round when I heard Claire say
excitedly, "Brandon! You made it!" I looked over to see a boy about 17 years
old walking over to their table. I went over to meet him. He towered over
Claire, standing just a hair shorter than myself at about 6'1". He seemed to
be in pretty good shape, probably an athlete.
She was introducing him to her mother when I walked up.
"Good to meet you, son. Dave." I extended my hand.
"Brandon." He said without even glancing my direction. He continued talking
to Claire. What the hell?
I insisted he shake my hand by getting closer and moving my hand in his line
of sight.
Without looking over, he placed his hand in mine and I felt a sort of cold,
limp tug and he released my hand. No. This wasn't going to work. I'm not
usually very confrontational, but I was very protective of my family and
this asshole certainly made a bad first impression for a boy who thinks he
deserves my daughter.
"What's your problem, son?"
He looked at me now. "Huh?"
"You don't know how to shake a hand?"
Claire stepped between us. "Daddy, that's enough! Why are you ruining my
party? Chill out."
Maybe it was the beer. I wasn't drunk. I'd only had about 5, but I felt my
questions were well within reason. I never raised my voice or threatened the
boy, I just TRULY wanted to know what his problem was. Did I do something to
offend him? Why would he show up to my daughter's birthday and just ignore
me? I pressed on. "What's your problem?"
"Nothing, bro. I don't know what you're talking about, dude."
"Daddy, go sit down, please! Stop harassing us! Ugh, I just wish you would
do what I tell you to do! Do you even hear me?"
There's that popping feeling in my ears again. Maybe I should get some gum.
They say that helps.
"Baby I'm not harassing anyone. Your arrogant son of a bitch boyfriend here
is the one with an attitude."
By this point, Kristen was pulling on my shirt and Jonathon was at my side,
apparently ready to back me up in a fight. Claire's friends were standing
around with shocked expressions. Everything was quiet for a moment. Maybe I
had gone too far.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you guys. Everything's fine. Carry on,
everyone." I looked at Claire. She had tears in her eyes. She grabbed
Brandon's and led him away from the group.
I looked over at Kristen, who seemed just as shocked as everyone else. I
sighed and said, "I think I'm gonna go to bed."
After everyone had left the party, Claire was sitting on the couch with
Kylie and Jennifer, who had stayed to help clean the house.
Kylie was saying, "Sorry that happened, Claire. I hope that didn't totally
ruin your birthday."
"I'm fine. He's never understood me. I just wish he could walk in my shoes
and see himself from my point of view. I love him, but we've never really
been close, you know? He's just there to like, tell me when I'm wrong or buy
me a birthday gift because he thinks he has to. He never takes the time to
get to know me."
"That's just how dads are, Claire. Mine's the same way," Kylie said.
"Not mine!" Jennifer chimed in. "He loves doing things with me. Last weekend
was out daddy-daughter day. We do it every couple months or so just to kind
of connect with each other. We take turns doing what the other wants to do.
This was my turn, so he took me to the mall and to a rom-com. We even got
our nails done together! I picked pink for him!"
"Haha, no way! I totally wish I could see my dad with pink nails! He would
NEVER allow it, though. He's too traditional. He just thinks things need to
be a certain way. Men should act like men. Women should act like women. He's
never open to new things. I wish he were more agreeable."
I woke up at about 9PM to my ears popping like crazy. What was going on with
them? I headed downstairs to get some gum and saw Claire sitting on the
couch with her friends. Kristen was in the kitchen cleaning the last of the
dishes.
"Hey, hun."
"Hey daddy."
"Sorry about earlier. I just -"
"I know, daddy. It's okay. You're just being a dad. I get it and it's okay.
You called him some names and I really wish you wouldn't curse, but other
than that you weren't out of line. I keep thinking you just can't understand
me, but really it goes both ways. I wish that I could understand you more,
too.
Wow. She forgave me, already. I was at a loss for words. My little girl was
growing up. I smiled. "Thanks, Claire. Love you."
She hugged me. "I love you too, daddy."
I grabbed some gum and went to bed.
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