SoMeThInG vErY oDd HaS hAs HaPpEnEd

This is MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!

1at I am so sorry I haven't updated this story!!!!! Please forgive me!! 😑😔😓👻✌🐼🎧💀🐁and 2d this will be an Olympia x Otis one so yeah please enjoy and um...yeah?????

Olympia woke up and went to her best friends/crushes house for a sleepover. She didn't want to wake up Otis or his parents so she decided on cereal. She opened their huge pantry to be greeted with a box of cinnamon crunch. Her eyes immediately lit up.

"Yes!!" She said happily as she grabbed it and began to pour it into a bowl. Then she sat at the dinning table and ate while watching the sun come up. A bit later Otis awoke and came into the kitchen " morning Olympia" he mumbled before getting a bowl and pouring in his favorite (and also special" cereal) he soon noticed that there wasn't a lot left. He though nothing of it until he saw his friends bowl.

He wasn't sure how to fill, part of him was mad and the other didn't care and was honored and happy to share it with her. So finally he say down and he and the album haired girl chatted.

Later his mom and dad got up. "Otis did you and Olympia eat already?" Mrs Good asked the boy nodded. "Yeah we ate cereal"he responded. His mother's eyes widened for she knew how much the boys cereal ment to him, and how he got angry at ANYONE who cares touch it let alone eat it. And there his "friend" was bowl in hand as she walked towards the sink for she and Otis were talking about something.

A smile was on the ground mother's lips. "He found something to call his own, besides his cereal," she though soon she turned to her son and Olympia still feel in some short of conversation . "I'm around of you son, you found a good one hopeful u can keep her" she mumbled loud enough for only her and Otis to hear. And she succeeded for a blush made its way onto the blonde boys cheeks and he couldn't look his "friend" in the eyes for a few moments. He coughed while the girl looked confused and asked if he was alright. He nodded before taking her hand and mumbling under his breathe. When she asked what he said he replied with "I don't remember," he also said that his hands were cold so he " placed his hand on hers for a "moment" she nodded before returning to their earlier conversation. The mother giggled to "herself" as she made a cup of coffee.