Where do i begin?

Being a teachers kid is challenging. It makes me not sure of whether people like me for me, or if they like me because they like my dad and want to make a good impression on him. Some of the people who liked me before they had him as a teacher still only like me because I am a teachers kid meaning i can do no wrong and when I do something wrong I won't get into trouble. But that's not true. I am just a normal kid. This is just as much my high school experience as it is his job. A lot of people don't understand that.
In my old old town I got a lot of things just granted to me because I was a teachers kid. I remember this time when the 6-12 graders (it was a preK-12 school) all got to go see a musical in Des Moines, Iowa. I was only a 5th grader so I didn't have a chance to sell food to raise money. The day of the musical, someone got sick so I got called and was allowed to go. I was in band and choir so that could be the reason why i got to. But i was also the daughter of the only math teacher in the high school. It was a small school. It was super awesome and totally fun, but if I wasn't a teachers kid, I might not have been chosen.
In my first town not only was it a preK-12 school so both my siblings were there, and my father was a math teacher in the high school, but my mother was also the school liberian. At my very very first school I got to go alone too but it was K-2nd grade so it didn't really matter. But finally in middle school I got to be alone again. I was free. I didn't have to care how I acted because my parents wouldn't hear all the rumors. It was great.
But now I'm back to being a teachers kid. I have to watch what I say and I can't misbehave because that would look bad. I'm not saying I would be a total rebel if my dad didn't work here, but at least I could have the choise.