A Story on Arrogance: Part 8
“She seems nice,” Donna’s father said as they watched Molly walk down the street with her mother.
“She is,” Donna replied.
“Has that boy been leaving you alone?” he asked.
Donna shrugged. “For the most part,” she replied.
“See,” her father said with a smile. “I told you he’d leave you alone if you just ignored him.”
Donna rolled her eyes. “Yeah, dad,” she replied. “I’m going to go play Mario.” She went down into the basement and began playing her game.
Her father frowned and followed her. After she had been playing for a little while, he spoke up. “What’s wrong, hunny?” he asked.
“Nothing,” Donna said, exasperated.
“That boy isn’t still picking on you, is he?” he asked.
“No,” Donna said. “He leaves me alone now.”
“Then what’s wrong?” her father asked. “Is someone else picking on you?”
“No one’s picking on me,” Donna growled.
“So ignoring him worked then?” he asked.
Donna rolled her eyes again. “Has it ever?” she asked.
Her father blinked, but said nothing.
Donna continued to play her game, hoping her father would leave her alone.
“Then…how did you get rid of him?” he said slowly.
Donna shrugged again. “I stood up for myself,” she said. “Molly says Jake is arrogant. He thinks he’s smarter and better than everyone, but he’s a coward. When I stood up for myself, he didn’t know what to do, so he went away.”
Her father had a look of surprise on his face. “You didn’t get into a fight, did you?” he asked with concern.
Donna looked at him. “Have you gotten called to the principal’s office?” she asked.
He shook his head slowly. Then he sighed and stood up. He watched Donna for a moment before turning to leave.