Growing up, I used to have to spend summers at my dad’s house and stay with him and my step brother. For the most part, I had friends there and was able to hang out at pools or at the mall. My brother and I didn’t get along, and I never wanted to be around him, he would always look at me longer than was comfortable, and he was rude.
Anyways, one summer, was really where I learned the power I had when I walked into room with a bunch of guys. This such summer, my dad had installed a pool in his yard, which is where I tried to spent most of my time. The only issue was that my step brother always wanted to be around the pool. My brother would have friends over, and they would try to be by the pool. At first…. they were annoying… I would try to cover up when they came around because they would lear at me and stare.