Kiss me quick

My name is Ocean Rogers. That's Miss Rogers to the teachers - I
demand respect as well as them - and Ocean to everyone else. There's my
mum who calls me Her Baby Oshy, but I basically ignore that and cringe
with humiliation. I'm an only child, which sucks, I can tell you that.
And Mum broke up with Dad (whoever the hell that is) when I was like,
well, it wasn't so much of a break-up as it was only a one-night stand,
but it was pretty much like, mum gets drunk, gets laid, I get
conceived, and they part their separate ways.
My mum's last name is Blue, which is kind of weird, seeing as mine is
Rogers and she didn't really know my dad (she was hammered. Things
happen), I guess she just picked my name out of a hat, dragged up a
gullible guy and told him to 'sign the darn forms', as she often says.
I guess she just wanted to stop me from having a name like 'Ocean
Blue'. Why the hell she chose Ocean in the first place I'll never
know.
She said if I was a boy, which I wasn't, obviously, she'd have called
me Indigo. What is it with her and colours of blue? I asked her about
it once, but mum being mum just grinned foolishly and said she liked
the colour blue. I mean, for Christ's sake. She's the mum. She should
be the responsible one. And calling a child after her fave colour
hardly seems practical or sensible.