part one
“It’s the oldest story in the world.
One day you’re 17 and planning for someday.
And then, quietly, and without you ever really noticing, someday is today.
And then someday is yesterday.
And this is your life.”
One Tree Hill
willow’s tumblr questionnaire
Rules: Complete the form by answering each section truthfully. Once you’ve finished, tag other users to complete the task. Begin by sourcing the person who tagged you.
Have you ever…
Been cheated on: never gave anyone the chance to
Kissed someone and regretted it: never been kissed (don’t judge)
Drank hard liquor: a couple times. I didn’t like the taste
Been drunk and thrown up: nope
Met someone who changed you: I met Loren Hale once (my only celebrity run-in). He was standing on my front doorstep (long story). Loren Hale left within like five minutes—but he actually spoke to me. He noticed my Mutants & Proud pin, and I mentioned liking X-Men Evolution (the cartoons). Then he made a comment about the comics and Lily Calloway. He called her his girlfriend, but they were and are still engaged if Celebrity Crush is right. It made me think that girls could read comics too—and the way he spoke, he presumed I already did. I never tried to read them until that moment, until he left and I thought yeah, I’m allowed to read these too.
I started New X-Men and related so much to Wallflower, a girl I really needed a year ago, when my dad divorced my mom. And I would’ve never read comic books and fallen in love with them if I didn’t meet Loren Hale
Fallen out of love: I’ve never fallen in love to fall out of it
Found out who your true friends are: this is why I keep my circle small. Maggie is the truest friend there ever could be
Lost glasses: multiple times. My little sis sometimes takes them to be funny
Sex on the first date: …idk maybe I’d do it? Thinking about it makes me nervous…
Been arrested: in a nightmare
Turned someone down: for what? Like dating?
Fallen for a friend: no. I don’t like the guys at my school like that (you wouldn’t either if you were me)
What was your…
Last drink: Fizz Life
Last phone call: umm, my Grandma Ida. She wanted to crochet me a scarf for next winter and needed to know what color yarn. I told her blue
Last text message: “I bought it! I bought it!” to Maggie, in relation to Understanding Comics by Scott McCloud—I’ve been saving up babysitting money to purchase the comic book. I read ANYTHING that Loren Hale recommends (my comic book guru), and he suggested this one not long ago on social media
More questions…
Do you have any pets: my dad hates pets, but when he moved out a year ago, my mom let Ellie get a hamster. It smells really bad
What did you do for your last birthday party: ate out at the Noodle House with just my mom, sister and Maggie. I don’t like big parties, especially not ones about me
Name something you cannot wait for: A REBOOT OF NEW X-MEN (PLEASE HAPPEN!!! I’LL TAKE ANYTHING!!!) Also, for Maggie to meet Scarlet Witch (aka Elizabeth Olsen) one day.
What irritates you: being forced to speak up in large crowds
Nickname(s): none (I’m not that cool)
Relationship status: single
Favorite TV show: tie between Gravity Falls & X-Men: Evolution. I love them
High School: ready for it to expire
College: wish I could go. I’m working on it
Hair Color + Length: light brown, straight, and about to my chest?
Height: 5’5’’
Your crush: TOM HIDDLESTON!!! (aka Loki)
Tattoos: my dad says no
Right or left-handed: Right
Any surgeries: nothing that serious
Any piercings: double lobe piercings on both ears, just four little studs, two bats and two stars
Favorite sport: sports? *runs and hides*
First vacation: never left Maine before, but when I was really little, we used to go to the coast, about 4+ hours from Caribou, and we went sailing one time. I can’t really remember it, but my mom has pictures. Everyone seems happy
What do you like…
Hugs or kisses: hugs for now
Shorter or taller: taller than me. Even if it’s only a little taller. That works too.
Older or younger: older but not too old—I couldn’t do what Daisy Calloway does with her boyfriend, who’s like seven or eight years older (I can’t remember)
august
1
willow moore
“We’re not having this conversation! It’s Ellie’s birthday!” my mom shouts, the familiar octave present only when she’s around my dad.
“Her birthday ended twenty minutes ago!” my dad yells. I haven’t seen them endure each other’s presence since the divorce. I invited him to my 17th birthday dinner back in March and he said he wouldn’t come. His exact words: not if your mom is there. Now August, he’s willing to stomach my mom for Ellie—his little bundle of princess joy.
I don’t think I ever fit into what he wanted me to be. His words over the years have been etched into my head.