I probably look like an idiot in my white ball gown and pink high-tops converse. I give a long sye wale sitting on the dew covered grass hill in the middle of the night. I looked upon the cutes couple. Her name is Tesa and his is Shan. I know I am not supposed stay for the ever after but I never can resist. I love watching the humans love. There so dependent on their other have that spend their whole lives searching for them. I guess that’s what we are here for, to help them find that other have. Ya I am a fairy godmother you got a problem with that punk? My job is to help human girls to find their Prince Charming. Ever here of Cinderella? Sweet girl, a little bit if a cults always forgetting things . . . Anyway ya that was me. Actually she was my first client. The thing is I used to be human. All a godmother is, is a young girl that has dye before having the chance at love. Being a godmother is a chance to help others not feel the pain of being alone.
My name is June. I am 1,516 years old and I dyed at 16. It was a long time ago. Just the common flue but back then we did not have the right medicines and vaccines you do now. So I became extremely sick in the middle of winter and, well, I dyed. But I had never experienced love. So I was given the chance to become a fairy godmother. I took that chance, i meen who wouldn’t? Come on it’s a second chance at life... well kinda except for the part where your you know dead. Being immortal is not that bad, hey I look 16 all the time. You might be thiniking or saying, i don’t know you, You do you. “only girls? What about the boys that dye without love?” well all I have to say to you is stop asking me questions! Buzz off! I don’t know! I only know that we are called Fairy godmothers and we only get assigned girls between the ages of 12 and 19.
Dzzz dzzz My phone vibratws in my pookte and makes me jump so high I almost fall over. I grab my phone out of the jeans shorts I were under the white ball gown that the council of godmothers call a uniform. Oh right forgot to menshon them.. Woops!m The council of godmothers are a collection of the very first godmothers we know of. They keep us organized, train us, and give us our assignments. “Ya-lo! Look before you say anything I know I was supposed come back right after but-”
“Is not about that June. We have another assignment for you. You won’t like it. It’s not like eney of the other job we’ve had. But acordign to the Council you are one of the most… .um… .experienced godmothers we have.” Said Grace. Grace was My Best friend she was also the only other godmother that some what gets me.
“Grace, Spill. What is the job? I am one of the most stubborn and irresponsible godmothers out there. So how bad is the girl.” I asked. To tell the truth I am good at what I do but I jest happen to try to shove the girl at the boy instead of gently nudge her his direction.
“um… .it’s not a girl… ” but she said it so fast that the only part that came out clear was ‘not girl’. Silence. I had no worlds to express what I was thinking and felling at that time. “Um . . . June? Hello? June? You still there? Hello?”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS NTO A GIRL?” I yelled in to my cell so loudly I was afrady I would mess
“Um . . . well . . . you know if its not a girl it has to be a . . . boy.” She mumbled in to the recever.
“So what you are trying to tell me is that I will be the Fairy godmother of a what 12 year old boy?”
“Actually you will be the Fairy godmother of a 17 year old boy.” I could hear the smile in her voice.
“Ok ok you got me! ha ha who set you up to this? was it jane?” in all truth i knew this was no joke but i mean come on how do you expect me to beleve this? my mind could not fully comprehend what was hapining at this moment. how was this eveon
To tell truth I did not think anything like this could happen but you never know. Right?
“No. Sorry June. Nothing in the records about something else like this. Look I got to go but hear is the address 1,15. Anne Ville rode house 3891 Temple Texas. Got it? Ok, See ya around. Bye!”
“WHAT? NO! No! Grace dont you dare hang up!” but it was to late the phone went dead and the long drul beep of the phone rang in my ears. I stude there thinking about what had just hapend. Thinking how I could get out of this. But nothing came to mind. So I did the only thing I could. I puled out my blue sparkly wand and zapped my self to hous 3891. still hoping that this was all just a joke or a realy REALY bad dreem.
In hine sight zapping my way in to a 17 year old boys bedroom closet was probably not the best first impression. The look on his face when I appeared in front of him in my dress and pink streaked hair would have been funny if not for the look of utter embarrassment that was probably plastered on my face. Know you may be wondering what I was doing in his closet and why I was embarrassed. I mean I have done this before right? Wrong! First of all my zapping abilities had always been a bit rusty and it was hard to predict were I would ended up. And secondly I was embarrassed because he was standing there with a faded blue shirt in his hands looking like I had just appearing in front of him out of know were right after he had gotten out of the shower. Which is probably the most accurate description for what had happened.
“um… hi… . My name is June and I am your Fairy godmother. Tada!” I said as best as I could wall standing in a shirtless boys closet.
“Ya.” He scoffs’ “My name is Max, I am the big bad wolf, and you’re a joke by Jack. How much did he pay you? Look I don’t know how you got hear or who put you up to this but can you get out of my closet now?” he asked in a cute southern ascent. I almost tried to protest but, not for the first time that day, I was stunned into silence. So I did the only thing that my body would let me I climbed over some baskets of cloths best I could in a Ball gown. But I guess my best was not good enofe because right when I was about to clime out I tripped over my dress and fell right in to Max. His arms enclosed me in there warmth preventing me from hitting the carpeted ground.
“Thanks.” I said wale unwrapping my arms from around his neck to were they had been latched. His arms slid from around me and swing limply back to his sides. I stepped back and finely got my first good look at him. He had strait dark brown hair that hung slightly In his aqua blue eyes. His frame was solid and all muscle.
“So… fairy godmother hu?” his accent was not so think it was irritating but not to thin it was not even there it was… well perfect.
By Jessie Brandon