Book of One Shots

Moondust//Merome

First non-vikklan story!1 (I wrote this a bit before the Endstone MV so yeah)
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Mitch's POV

I wandered along the rocky surface of this rough terrain, not knowing what to find. I've only been here, I think, a good 10-15 minutes.

I'm building this house, on the moon,
Like a lost astronaut...

To get a better view of what I was dealing with, I headed north from where my shuttle landed. Suddenly, a large round object with patches of green on a diamond-blue surface- that was earth. I knew it as my old home, I had lived there for 19 years of my life, right up until the reason I had to move. My love, Jerome Aceti, was there. I had disappeared without any notice. Well, he had his girlfriend. He didn't need me

Lookin' at you like a star,
From the place the world forgot...

I continued along the rough terrain, kicking up dust in my space boots with each step I took. My heart felt heavy. There was no going back to earth. I'd never see my mom, my dad, my sister or brother, again. I'd also never see any of my friends, or my fans on my YouTube channel, TheBajanCanadian, especially Jerome. That Bacc meant so much to me. I could remember our date at the carnival as if it were minutes ago.

~Flashback~

"Hey, Mitch, wanna go to the carnival later tonight? It's the last night it will be in town, and I know you really wanted to go to it."

"Absolutely biggums! When should I-" The Bacc on the phone cut me off.

"Ah, ah, ah. I'm picking you up, mister. No if's, and's, or but's."

"O-Okay bud. So around what time will you be here?"

"Is ten okay?"

"Perfect! I'll see you then!"

"See ya!" And we hung up the call. I flew back in my chair and sighed. Not a saddening sigh, but a good-feeling one. I felt the butterflies in my stomach trying to get out, and the only way was up through my throat.

I checked the clock, which read 6:14. Ugh. I still had 4 hours to kill. Why couldn't it just be now?

If you didn't know, I've had a huge crush on Jerome for a while. You might even be able to go as far as that I love him. He doesn't know it, though. At least not yet

And the first thing that I can do,
Is bury my love for you...

I decided to use all the time I could get to get cleaned up. I ran upstairs and turned the shower knob on hot, turning it a bit to the left so it was hot, but not too hot. I undressed out of the pajamas I was still wearing and jumped in the shower.

I put shampoo in my hair, being sure to clean it as best as I could. I then ran my hands through my ruffled brown hair, the water and soap from it dripping down my back in little drops. I then did the same with conditioner and then washed my body, which doesn't need explaining.

I turned the knob all the way to the right so I was completely off, and grabbed my towel to dry off. I wrapped it around my waist and headed into my bedroom to get ready.

I threw on my usual red and black checkered hoodie, a pair of denim jeans, and my gold dog tag necklace. I headed back to the bathroom and brushed my teeth for the second time, plus I threw some mint gum in my pocket for some super secret reasons. I then grabbed my hair dryer and ran the warmth of its air through my hair. The warmth of it sent tingles through my spine. Once I finished, I set the dryer down and unplugged it before putting some hairspray in it and throwing on some cologne- the one Jerome got me for my birthday last year. I looked in the mirror yet again and smiled. Yep, I looked good, my mind thought as I raised an eyebrow and chuckled. I grabbed my black Converse and a pair of socks and checked the little clock on my phone. It read 9:50. Perfect timing, Mitch. I threw my shoes on when I heard a knock at the door. Making sure my hair was perfect, I smiled and walked up to the door. And of course, a lovely Bacca in a tux was standing there, roses in his han- wait... Why does he have roses?