The Insecurities We Have

Chapter One

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August fucking King

I saw Lovely, the school's janitor, as I hurriedly walked inside the school. "Morning, Lovely." I said. She blankly looked at me and waved slowly.

"It's Miss Lovely, to you," she sourly spoke. 

"Be on the watch for me?" I asked her, ignoring her remark.

"Who comes to school this early, besides you?" She asked. She was right, who in this world would come to school at five in the morning? School started at half seven.

When I reached the art room, I unlocked it with the keys, which I had made a replica of. I put down my backpack on a chair. I looked at Mrs. Kay's creative wall. The wall was filled with papers clipped on it. The papers had drawings. Not just any drawings, the perfect drawings. Having your workpiece put up there was the greatest achievement in her class.

Too bad nothing was perfect.

I dragged a random desk into position right in front of the wall. I quickly climbed on the desk and violently removed all of the papers and threw them onto the floor. I took out my spray cans from my backpack.

This was going to be fun.

I removed my eyesight glasses and put on my goggles and mask. I began to spray paint the white wall. I wanted this to be different. Something Mrs. Kay would remember, she's always been a psycho when it came to this wall and would probably kill me but she doesn't know who I am. No one does.

Well no one except for Lovely alone. No one else can find out.

I've always been attached to art. Something about it always brought me to life and I wanted to share that glory.

"What in the–" A deep voice stuttered, making me let out a loud yelp and turn around. Without even thinking I pressed the spray can and the paint went on the poor boy's eyes. I somehow lost balance and the next thing I knew I was on the floor on top of the boy.

August.

August let out a loud groan when I landed on him. His eyes were closed shut while wincing in pain. The red spray paint was all over his squinted eyes. "Shit," I murmured as I slowly got up from him. "I am so sorry."

I could hear muffled voices in the hallway. I removed my goggles, confused about what to do next, I let them lay in my hands.

The voices were now getting closer.

I stumbled over a few chairs as I went to my backpack and shoved my stuff inside. I carried my backpack onto back and pulled my hoodie and was ready to leave but I couldn't. I couldn't leave August there.

If I left him he'd get caught and he'd be forced to tell them I was the one vandalizing the school. But then again there was a slim but high chance he didn't see who I was.

"Mr King, I don't think anyone is here, I would've seen someone if so." I heard Lovely's voice get more clear with each word.

Using my sixth sense, which was my gut, I quickly left the room and hid in a corner.

"I am sure I heard something, you would have heard something if you didn't have your earph-" Principal King's familiar voice stopped in mid-sentence all of a sudden.

My heart was pounding.

"Did you hear that?" Principal King, the principal, asked Lovely but she remained silent. "Lovely I'm tal– August!"

I ran. I made sure not to make a sound. You get used to it after so many times sneaking around and vandalizing the school. I got into the janitor's closet and locked the door.

I roamed through my backpack and quickly took out my school uniform. Whenever I vandalized the school, I couldn't afford to get my uniform dirty because that was pure evidence, so instead I wore my black jumpsuit. Which was dyed by different colours of the different spray paints that I used.

I sighed and changed into my school uniform. I knew I had to wait for some minutes while everything cooled down, so I did just that. I was ready to leave when I realized that I wasn't wearing my glasses.

"Fuck it!" I hissed and kicked the door.

I must have left them in the art room. My eyesight wasn't that bad. I could go for a long time without wearing my spectacles but eventually I had to.

I groaned and leaned against the door. I slowly slid down and hugged my knees the moment I reached the floor.

First I get caught by August fucking King and probably ruined his eyesight with my spray paint. And now I lost my third pair of glasses in one semester and my mom was going to kill me.

Just lovely.

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