I wake up in the morning feeling like P-Diddy. I get out of my Barbie princess bed and change into my shirt with my favorite color for a night stand lamp - periwinkle yellow.
My mother calls to me from downstairs,"Cashew, I'm heading to the teen pregnancy meeting for me. Do you want me to drop you off at the planetarium?" I always go to the Hogwarts planetarium because moons are totes the ish and my mother always said when I was younger that I resembled the moon because of my untreatable acne and my BMI of 53.6.
I meet my stick bug mother out front and hopped in the Mystery Machine to go to Hogwarts. "OMQ, Cashew you take 5ever! Bible, I'm going to be L8 now! you're such a Chrissa!" my mom said.
Ten minutes l8r I hop (more like fall) out of the Mystery Machine and waddle through the door of the Hogwarts planetarium like the obese penguin I am where I am greeted by Harry Potter.
As I was walking, someone had tripped me and I had fallen and I couldn't get up. #LifeAlertReference I cry for .0732 seconds until a guy looked down at me.
His eyes were grey-black with black eyeliner, his hair look if a bucket of olive oil had been poured onto of his oversized head, and he had an overgrown beard that was devoured in flies - he was perfection.
"Sorry, fatty," he said as he was helping me up,"I did that on purpose." He's honest, too! How dreamy! AND I HAVE A NEW NICKNAME!! I bet he only tripped me to get my attention. He must be a shy one.
"It's cool," I say. I try to act casual, but my heart is racing like I have diabetes and ate too much sugar and having a heart attack. Success.
"Damn gurl, yo booty like two planets!" he said looking at my planet booty. I blush. He's making astronomical puns.
"Want to go to see a space exhibit wit me, fatty?" he says. I nod my head and eight more chins appear on me.
"What's your name?" I ask curiously to his glorious, Black Veil Brides eyes when we were walking to the space exhibit.
"Julius Oceans, you?"
"Cashew Bethlehem Harrisburg."
"Nah, I only needed your first name, fatty."
"Okie Dokie," I tell him.
"Okie Dokie."
We reach the exhibit.
"Maybe Okie Dokie will be our 5ever," he says.
Julius grabs my booty and I am thankful for the darkness for hiding my smile.
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The Fault in our Moons
Fanfiction"Maybe Okie Dokie will be our 5ever." "Some booties are bigger than other booties" Young Cashew, newly sixteen, falls into unconditional love when she happens to cross paths with one Julius Oceans. This epic tale of love is filled with humor and hea...
