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Hiii!! Thot u guys would enjoy reason' my JOSHHUTCHERSON fanfixxxion!
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For the record, I didn't CHOOSE this. No, I didn't say NO but I was too shocked and I had no choice. That's why it's called an ARRANGED marriage.
Ugh. Anyways, before we get TOO into the whole arranged marriage thing, I guess I should tell you about my life. And who I am. No matter how boring it may be...
I am Karllee Rider. I'm 16. No matter how "scene girl" I may look I'm not like that. I like the style but I'm not that kind of person. I'm not popular and cheerleader-ish. I'm not sportsy. I'm not anything. I'm a little bit of everything. I'm girly, I'm a tomboy, I'm outgoing, I'm shy. I'm me. Dealz wit it bizzotch.
My hair is naturally white-blonde. I got black put in. My eyes are blue. I have a nose piercing, eyes are pierced, lip is pierced. Blah blah blah.
My parents say I have everything and that I am spoiled.
I disagree about that second part. See, I'm fully AWARE I have too much and I'm thankful for that. But I'm not spoiled.. I don't think so at least.
My mom is Rachel Rider and my dad is Jon Rider.
I have a sister named Rosie. My brother, Jackson is 18 but he's in college and lives in a dorm.
Yeppers. That's me. Blah.
I sit in the purple chair that's hanging from my ceiling. I'm watching all the Josh Hutcherson movies ever. Ever. He was such an adorable little kid. And now he's just straight up FINE.
I will watch "The Kids Are All Right" later after my parents are in bed. I haven't seen it yet and I very desperately want to. My parents don't want me watching it for God knows what. They thought they hid it well. They are soo wrong. Hahaha.
There's a knock at my door.
"The door's open!" I shout, assuming it's Rosie or something.
"Hi, uh, I'm Josh."
I look up and nearly DIE when I see JOSH FRIKKIN' HUTCHERSON standing at MY bedroom door.
"Uhhmmm..." is all that my body produces to come out of my mouth. I look around my room and suddenly feel self conscious.
My zebra walls.
My purple carpet floor and pointless leopard print rug.
My black and neon pink bed.
All the posters on my wall of… Well, him.
I seem so girly and weird. And creepy and obsessed.
That's when I remember my TV with Josh Hutcherson's young face it.
I pause it quickly. Then I remember, his face is still on it, so I turn the TV off and memorize which "chapter" it's on so I can continue watching it later.
"Uhmm.. Hi," I say. "If you don't mind me asking, why exactly are you here?"
He looks me up and down.
Now I feel self conscious of MYSELF. I suddenly feel ugly in my spaghetti strap and shorts, my hair not done and no makeup.
"Well, I think that's something we should talk to your mom about," he says.
"Erm... okay?" it came out a question.
I run my hand through my hair. "Let's... Uh... Go I guess," I manage to say.
I walk past JOSH HUTCHERSON! and out the door, down the stairs to the living room.
Mom and Dad are sitting on the couch leaving only the loveseat for me. I sit in the loveseat and what does JOSH HUTCHERSON! do? Sit right next to me on the small ass seat.
Here's me:
JoshHutchersonJoshHutcherson JoshHutchersonJoshHutcherson !
Is my heart pounding so hard he can HEAR it?
Is his leg touching mine? It is isn't it? Omagoodnass! IT IS! Ehm..his leg is very hairy.
He's so hot. Why is he at my house?
"Karllee! KARLLEE!"
I look up. "Yeah?"
"Can we talk please?" my mom says.
"Uh.. yeah," I say.
"Okay dear, we know you're only 16 but—" my mom pauses.
"But what? What does this have to do with him?" I point to JOSH HUTCHERSON!
He looks at his feet and turns bright red.
"You're arranged to marry Josh here," my dad blurted.
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