On Strike

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I woke up from a deep sleep.

I decided I was going on strike. From eating, drinking, bathing, talking.. I'm not even gonna leave this room!

I got dressed.

I looked at my art wall, that had yet to be used.

How would I get the paint? Oh yeah!

I opened one of my drawers, and pulled out a couple paint brushes, and paints.

If your wondering the reason for this strike, it's because Percy overreacts too much.

Anyways, I wondered about what to draw.

For my first master-piece,I'll just do some flowers.

In pencil, I drew the outline of a pretty marigold.
Then, I outlined that with black pen, then chose my colors.

I was caught between doing Purple and Indigo, or Blue and Green.

I finally decided on Purple and Indigo.

I carefully painted in the design, then put my paints and paintbrush down. I marveled at my picture.

I smiled. Then, my tummy rumbled. Yes, I call it a tummy. Keel in mind I'm only seven people!

This was going to be harder then I thought. I was hungry, and it was only 9:00! How was I going to make it to until Percy apologizes and feels really guilty?!

I wiped off my hands on a sweat-shirt, and pulled out my phone.

I clicked on the contact 'Piper' and texted her.

The weird thing about the teens phones, was that it wasn't Apple, or Samsung, or any other brand.

It was plain. Leo keeps saying he and se other friends made it.

T: I'm hungry.

P: Then come eat

T: I'm on strike though!

P: What do you mean?

T: No eat no talk to wash no leave room.

P: Your talking to me...

T: Texting is different.

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