Chapter 3

I think we were drunk or something when we picked our costumes because instead of choosing a unicorn and a princess. We're going as french fries and a hot dog. I have never thought I would ever be alive to see this. Myself dressing in a french fries onesie. I think I've lost my mind.

When they arrived at Walmart. They both rushed to the pyjama aisle and the first thing they see is french fries and a hot dog onesie. "We should go as these." He laughed and threw it at me. "That's not a bad idea," I said, and lucky for us they were in the clearance section. "Hey, it's my size that's like fate," I say somewhat confused. "Yeah, maybe you're destined to work at Mcdonalds" Julian laughed.

"Yea and if you ever visit, I'll give you 3 chicken nuggets instead of 4," I said triumphally with an UwU face. I know that Julian loves chicken nuggets from McDonald's "'gasp' YOU WOULDN'T DARE!" he said with hurt in his voice.

I just rolled my eyes. "Try me, sweetheart. I dare you to." I said as I strutted towards him but what I didn't realize was how close he was to me, our lips were a few cms apart and our eyes locked. We stayed that way for a minute or so, I could even count his eyelashes, then Julian started laughing "I never realized how big your nose was buttercup." I was beyond pissed. And now I'm self-conscious about it too. But I don't know why I'm kind of sad that we didn't kiss. It's like an empty unsatisfied feeling. You know like an unsalted pretzel, a non-finished yawn or a sneeze you've prepared for but never executed.

We got into the car, "Hey, Buttercup you wanna play some music?" Julian said slightly tilting his head so his bangs loosely hung over his left eye. His blonde hair complemented his eyes in the perfect way. "uh sure, play whatever you want I guess." I said slightly shaking off the thought.

He pulled out his phone and plugged in the aux cord and just then Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus started to blast through the car. Shaken by this I stomped on the gas peddle and went 30 miles over the speed limit. Just then I saw the flashing blue and red lights. I stopped on the curb and waited for my ticket.

"This is all your fault," I glared at Julian.

"Hey hey hey, how is it my fault I'm not even driving besides we said we could play music." Julian said all defensively.

"Do you know how fast you were going back there little missy? You literally gave the 'I'll show you some real speed' a whole new meaning." the officer said with that glare coming off of his sunglasses.

"I'm sorry officer. I just was a bit shaken by something on the road." making sure to emphasize 'the road' while glaring at Julian. Great my dad's gonna kill me. I'm gonna have to move out and it'll be even worse if my brothers found out. They'll never let me drive again. I'm gonna go back to being the 'Baby' of the family.

"Well next time be more careful, jeez you youngsters and your need for speed." said the officer while ripping out a ticket and handing it to me.

The car ride home was rather quiet. After I dropped Julian back at home I was mentally preparing to tell my dad about my ticket. My family didn't want me driving yet saying 'oh your too young' or 'oh why would you need your driver's licence when you have us that can be your private uber' cause I obviously love driving in my brother's car after knowing they got nasty in the backseat.

I walked in the door and I walked over to the dining room table. My dad just looked up skeptically.

"What'd you do now you little rascal?" he said with one raised eyebrow.

"So I maybe, kind of, sort of, just a little bit...got a speeding ticket?" I said with my head hung in shame.

"Ah I see, alright," he said and went back to reading his newspaper.

I looked t him with confusion. "Uhm aren't you mad at me?" I say with surprise dripping from every word.

"I'm disappointed yes, but your gonna handle this by yourself, by getting a job and paying for it yourself. Correct?" dad said not bothering to look up from his newspaper.

Oh boy this is gonna be a long year.