to the moon. /m.c./

s e v e n t e e n

 I snuck into the kitchen, leaving the bag of food for Joy on the table. "Hey! Josie!"

I mumbled profanities and hid my neck as best as I could. "He-hey, Joy!"

She smirked. "Where were you just now?" Then, I saw a glint in her eye that I did not find welcoming. She walked up to me slowly and then quickly just pulled my scarf off. "Hah! I knew it! You were with Ashton!"

"N-no I wasn't!" I protested.

"What, were you with Michael?"

I pouted. "About that..."

"You were!"

I held my hands out to stop her. "No! Michael has...a girlfriend...named Chelsea. She's like a supermodel or something. I was at Michael's party and he like...he kissed her a lot, and she called me an awkward smurf."

She frowned at me, furrowing her brows. "So then how'd you get the hickeys?"

"Ash."

She squealed. "Tell me everything! Is he a good kisser?" I nodded. "Did he use tongue?"

"Joy!" I shook my head, scolding her. "I'm going to go take a shower. Calm down and eat your food, maybe we'll watch a movie later."

She sighed and watched me leave the room. As I got into the shower, my mind went straight to thoughts about our date. Would Ash be upset if I told Michael about the hickeys? Would Michael even show up to the bookstore anymore if he thought I was awkward, or a smurf?"

"Hey, Joy!" I shouted. "Do you have any other colors of hair dye?"