"living with your best friend seems like the greatest opportunity in the world...until feelings get in the way."
//FULLER HOUSE//
//SEASONS 1-5//
//JACKSON FULLER X OC//
//YEP, 1ST PERSON//
at some point:
#1 Fuller House
#1 Jackson Fuller
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Farrah's POV
After helping Jackson finish his homework, Ramona and I ran down the stairs after him to try and convince DJ to let Jackson go to a party.
"Mom, I finished my homework. So, can I go?" Jackson begged
"Yes, you can. You can go. Where are you going?" Dj asked, confused as to what he was asking for in the first place
"Our kids are going to their first high school party." Kimmy cheered
"Party? Whose house is it? Will there be parents? How many kids?" Dj interrogated
"Will there be a theme?" Kimmy asked, making me laugh, "What? I'm a party planner. I'm always looking for new ideas to steal."
"Guys, it's not even a party. It's a bunch of ninth graders playing Mario Kart." I insisted, really wanting to go to a party with my two best friends
"Should I hook them up to the lie detector, Mom?" Max asked
"I don't need a lie detector. I'm a mother. Okay, home by ten, cell phones on at all times, and make good choices." DJ decided
"And if a theme breaks out, let me know." Kimmy said
"Bye!" We all said, cheering and rushing out the door
The excitement of the party only lasted a couple of hours, and others seemed to enjoy it more than others.
By some, I meant Jackson. The exact reason the three of us were in Fernando's car ,after he picked us up from the party.
"Thank God you guys are okay." Fernando sighed, tightening his grip in the steering wheel
"We are." Ramona said
"Me too, Formando, Fromindo, Fernindo." Jackson slurred, falling into my lap, as I pat his head like a dog
"Jackson, it appears to me your are drunk as a stunk." Fernando said
"What gave you that idea?" I asked, sarcastically, sitting Jackson upright while he smiled like an idiot
"Don't you mean skunk?" Ramona asked
"No, stunk. Eduardo Stunk was our town drunk." Fernando said, "How did this happen?"
"Jackson's an idiot. That's what happened." I sighed, a bit upset he had ruined the fun for Ramona and I
"Dad, we were just hanging, playing video games, and then every senior jock showed up with beers and was chanting, 'yo, grab a beer, Golden Toe." Ramona imitated
"Golden Toe!" Jackson cheered, thrusting his fist into the air
I sighed and pushed him further away from me, hating the smell of his breath at the moment, and trying to keep myself from laughing at his behavior.
