A Little Bit of Cindy
From The Diary of Lucinda Basillo, Stolen by Rose Macallis [With commentary]
I knew he was my soul mate from the moment I laid eyes on his nerd-fro.
No, seriously. Nerd-fros turn me on. Rose tells me it's weird all the time, but I just can't help it. There's something about the horrible curliness of those greasy locks that lights my fire.
...Ok, that sounded wrong.
And a lot like something Rose would say to make fun of me for liking nerd-fros.
SO MOVING ON.
Yeah, his nerd-fro.
I'm really hung up on it.
And he has such a cute nerd-body!
[Interjection from Rose: Ew. God, his chest is like a wet noodle. What the heck, Cindy?!]
The first time we ever met without Rose was on the board walk. I was walking around, trying to win a bear to keep Fluffykins McSparklepants company, and I saw him. [Did he shock you, Cindy? Because he shocked ME.]
So I skipped over to him and said hi. He kind of stared at me funny.
"Who are you?"
I smiled and bounced. "I'm Cindy! From Rose's house!"
He continued to stare funnily. He had really pretty eyes.
"Oh. Ok."
He turned to walk away and I frowned. [No, Cindy. You pouted and stomped your foot. And, if that isn't what you did, I'll eat my shoe.]
Well, ok. I pouted and stomped my foot. [Am I good or what?] Which got his attention. He turned back to me.
"Can I help you?"
I frowned. "Well. I'm alone and you're alone, so we should walk together!"
He raised an eyebrow at me. "Yeah, ok." And walked away.
BUT THAT WAS NOT ALL! Oh no, that was not all. [Apparently, that wasn't all.]
Next time we saw each other, we kissed. [Excuse me...WHAT?!?!?!]
See, we were on the boardwalk again. And he came over to me.
"Cindy, right?" he asked, stepping next to me. I jumped, startled.
"Yes," I said, nodding. "And you're...Dexter?"
"Don't forget it," he said, winking.
Like I was going to do that. Who forgets the name of their soul mate? No sane person. Well, Rose might. But Rose forgets her own name. So that's not really much of a Thing for her.
So, we walked. And, eventually, he started talking about things. He started out with magic, then moved on to politics, and, finally, he came to the Golden Topic.
"Do you like Michael Jackson?" [ Oh, good god.]
I stopped, my jaw dropping. "OF COURSE I LIKE MICHAEL JACKSON!" I squeaked.
"OH MY GOD, REALLY?" he asked, stopping as well.
And there you have it.
Dexter Hardon and I bonded for three hours over Michael Jackson.
And, ok, we didn't exactly kiss. [Oooh, ok. Now I feel better.] But I kissed him on the cheek. And he let me. Which was shocking in itself.
And we made plans to see each other again. Which was the very best of all.
I knew he was my soul mate from the moment I laid eyes on his nerd-fro.
No, seriously. Nerd-fros turn me on. Rose tells me it's weird all the time, but I just can't help it. There's something about the horrible curliness of those greasy locks that lights my fire.
...Ok, that sounded wrong.
And a lot like something Rose would say to make fun of me for liking nerd-fros.
SO MOVING ON.
Yeah, his nerd-fro.
I'm really hung up on it.
And he has such a cute nerd-body!
[Interjection from Rose: Ew. God, his chest is like a wet noodle. What the heck, Cindy?!]
The first time we ever met without Rose was on the board walk. I was walking around, trying to win a bear to keep Fluffykins McSparklepants company, and I saw him. [Did he shock you, Cindy? Because he shocked ME.]
So I skipped over to him and said hi. He kind of stared at me funny.
"Who are you?"
I smiled and bounced. "I'm Cindy! From Rose's house!"
He continued to stare funnily. He had really pretty eyes.
"Oh. Ok."
He turned to walk away and I frowned. [No, Cindy. You pouted and stomped your foot. And, if that isn't what you did, I'll eat my shoe.]
Well, ok. I pouted and stomped my foot. [Am I good or what?] Which got his attention. He turned back to me.
"Can I help you?"
I frowned. "Well. I'm alone and you're alone, so we should walk together!"
He raised an eyebrow at me. "Yeah, ok." And walked away.
BUT THAT WAS NOT ALL! Oh no, that was not all. [Apparently, that wasn't all.]
Next time we saw each other, we kissed. [Excuse me...WHAT?!?!?!]
See, we were on the boardwalk again. And he came over to me.
"Cindy, right?" he asked, stepping next to me. I jumped, startled.
"Yes," I said, nodding. "And you're...Dexter?"
"Don't forget it," he said, winking.
Like I was going to do that. Who forgets the name of their soul mate? No sane person. Well, Rose might. But Rose forgets her own name. So that's not really much of a Thing for her.
So, we walked. And, eventually, he started talking about things. He started out with magic, then moved on to politics, and, finally, he came to the Golden Topic.
"Do you like Michael Jackson?" [ Oh, good god.]
I stopped, my jaw dropping. "OF COURSE I LIKE MICHAEL JACKSON!" I squeaked.
"OH MY GOD, REALLY?" he asked, stopping as well.
And there you have it.
Dexter Hardon and I bonded for three hours over Michael Jackson.
And, ok, we didn't exactly kiss. [Oooh, ok. Now I feel better.] But I kissed him on the cheek. And he let me. Which was shocking in itself.
And we made plans to see each other again. Which was the very best of all.