My Fanatic 💕 [Jschlatt X Phili Fanatic]

Chapter 1: The Big Move 🚛💨

I stared into the full body mirror that hung from my pastel purple walls for the last time, admiring the green fur that covered my whole body.
I couldn't believe I would never see this room again.
It held so many memories...
Sleep overs, Birthdays, Twilight Binges...
I hated to let it go, but we needed a fresh start.
I got bullied at my old school, they always made fun of my neon green fur, my name...
My deep thought was interrupted by the sound of my mom calling me downstairs for breakfast.
"PHILI! COME DOWN HERE, I MADE PANCAKES."
I ran downstairs, almost tripping over myself before grabbing a handful of pancakes with my bare hands and eating it, syrup and M&Ms melting down my fuzzy-green forearms.
I know, I know, other girls don't usually put M&Ms on their pancakes...but I'm just weird like that🤪
Boxes with sharpie all over then were strewn around the house.
"Are you almost done packing, PhiliBilly?" Asked my father while he read the newspaper, not even bothering to look at me when he spoke.
"Ugh, no, not yet...I still have to pack all my posters and books." I replied.
I giggled to myself.
Look at me, reading books, I'm such a nerd 😝
"Phil, we've talked about this. The moving van is coming in a few hours!!!!" He barked, still not looking up at me.
I chewed on the sleeves of my MCR hoodie sheepishly.
"S-s-s-sorry, dad..."
He sighed.
"Get packing."

I ran upstairs to my purple room.
More boxes crowded the hallways.
God, I hate moving.
I started to pack all of my stuff into a box labeled "Philius Sage Fanaticus" (Phili Fanatic for short lol)
I started with my life sized cutout of Gerry Way and wrapped it in bubble wrap befor packing it away and taping the box shut.
Then I started to roll up my Twilight poster, but when I was rolling it up, something fluttered to the ground.
A picture of me and my Ex boyfriend, Murdoc Picckles...
He had treated me wrong from the beginning but I was too blinded by his cuteness to see...
I bit my lip, trying not to cry as I tore up the picture.

I finished packing and wiped my forehead where sweat would be, but I don't sweat because I'm just so small that I would drown.
"PHILI! Come down, the moving truck is here!"
I staked my boxes and began to walk to the van.
"Goodbye old house" I murmured under shaky breath.