Fat Bottomed Girls

killer queen

October, 1971.

Okay... That is it. Now let's go back a little bit in time, because I want my special moment in this story.

There I was in that dark and boring night, staring the sky. I just could see some stars, the other ones had their beauty destroyed by the lights of the city. I could listen my parents arguing about our finances down stairs.

I hated that moments, because they yell a lot. That is why I locked myself in my "to-much-pink" room and turned on the only thing that could save me in that moment: The Beatles. I love how they could simply calm me down even in the most rough times.

Hey Jude was playing in that moment.

-- I wish my name was Jude, so I could feel it more intensely.-- I mumbled looking to the Moon.

Look I need to say something about Beatles for you guys before continue the story: George Harrison is the most beautiful of them and the only thing that matters is my opinion! And I'm not one of those blatemanias that only could scream when see them. I swear to God! The thing that I most want is to be in a Beatle's concert so I could sing with them.

Anyways... Going back to that night.

"WE CANNOT LIVE LIKE THIS, ANNE!" My father screamed louder then the most of the noises down there.

I just wanted to literally run away from there. From this bloody hell nightmare!

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds start to play and I stared at the party invitation that those weird boy give to me in the gate of Sacred Heart High School, my school.

-- What he said? -- For a moment I just listened to the music. I was there stand in front of my table staring at that paper. "OH YES! 'Come to see us... We are like royals...' and blablabla! Anywhere is better then here... So whatever!" The noise of my mother starting to cry was so fucking loud that all my spine shivered.

I run to my closet and dress up with the first black thing I saw. It was a short dress, I took my odd and old jean jacket. Turned my face to see myself in the mirror... I look so ugly with all this "fatness". I hate it: my big face, my big butt, me being this huge.

I know that my mom always says that I look gorgeous like a princess but I never saw one member of the royal family like me. And with have, is the ugly one.

-- Fuck this shit! -- I stop to stare, grabbed my Chanel black purse got away of my room.

When I was slowly walking down stairs, my brother come from his bedroom. He looked tired and was scratching his eyes.

-- Where you going?

-- To a pub... If mom and dad stop fighting and realised I got away say that I was with some friends of school.

-- You are going with them?

-- Of course no! I hate them and you know it... Now go back to sleep.

-- Alright...-- He said with his perfect british accent and turned around back to bed.

The first thing I saw when I get into Cavern of Blues was that guy that give me their leaflet. He was singing and he hold the microphone in a weird way... look like he broke the cable. His big teeths could be see from the door, but I never had listen to a voice like that.

-- Mother of Lord! This is even real?

-- Yes, darling. -- A boy that wear a shirt with "Smile" written in the middle of it answered me.

-- You are a fan?

-- Not a fan! The first one! -- He sounded so annoying.

-- Yes! Of course! -- I turned my eyes and went to the bar.