"Don't even think about it Yamada." |Brance|

Chapter 24

Vance:

I was suspended, which was bullshit! 
I thought to myself over the sound of my speaker, nobody was home right now so might as well put the speaker to good use am I right?

I'm worried about Bruce though.. I don't think the poor boy has been in a fight, he looked traumatized, as if you had just adopted an abused dog who was trembling in your arms in fear.

Wait thats a weird ass comparison..

I rolled my eyes and continued sketching on the canvas In order to start painting.

My dog sat on my bed, rolling around and messing up my blankets and pillows.

My leg bounced to the music, humming quietly as I fix a few details.
aaand done!
I grabbed a paint brush and slipped on my apron starting with the light colors.
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"Vance, dinner is ready!" I heard Griffin yell up the stairs, he got home two hours ago.

"Busy, I'll eat later!" I yelled back, fixing my posture because my back was aching.

"I'm gonna eat all of it if you don't hurry!"

I groaned, setting my paintbrush down onto my desk, not caring if the paint got onto my— already messy desk and slipping off the apron I was wearing.

Paint covered my finger tips, most of it was dried as I grabbed a singular chicken tender.

"Vance, sit down." My father glared at me, he was usually nice but he was irritated easily after working.

"But I need to finish my painting."

"Now, sitting here with your family is more important."

I scoffed, pulling a chair out and slumping down into it, muttering under my breath.

I finished eating, I wasn't using a plate so I walked back upstairs, to continue painting.

I put back on the apron I had on because I didn't wanna ruin my shirt since it's my favorite.

I corrected a few of the pedals, adding the highlights to the areas that needed them.

bzzbzzbzzbzzbzz!!

I huffed, grabbing my phone.

Incoming call,

Idiot Yamada

I smiled to myself, instantly stopping myself and letting my face return to serious, answering the FaceTime call.

"Hey V!!" His bright smile showing.

"What do you want?" I asked, trying to sound as annoyed as possible.

"I wanted to talk with you obviously!" He beamed.

"Im busy."

"Doing whattt!" He whined, clearly bored.

"None of your business." I smirked, staring at the camera.

"Pleeeaaaaseee!!"

"Fine, I'm painting."

"You paint!?"

"Yes now shush."

"Can I come over? Please I'm so bored and I wanna see you and nobody is home.."

"Ug, fine let me ask."