Chapter 4: Sean
School ended rather boringly. I wasn't ready for detention at all.
I walked in the drama department which was where detention was held.
Slowly I looked around just me so far.
"Welcome!" Mrs. Avir called out.
"Hey what do you need me to do?" I asked politely.
"Only you my child? Well will you paint the set? I must go early. You won't rat me out right?" She said and made me laugh
"would I ever?" I answered as she left.
I noticed she left the paint on the stage and I climbed up. Cracked it open and started painting on the boat. I only realized once a paint splatter hit the ground beside me that I was still in my school clothes.
I grabbed my bag and went behind the curtain. I pulled off my pants and changed to shorts, then my shirt.
"Woahh!!!!!" a voice called as I whipped around and saw Junior. I looked down I was in tennis shoes shorts and a sports bra.
His eyes glued to my body. He and I both blushed.
"You could have warned me asshole." I said And threw a shirt at him. I quickly slid my other shirt on while he was distracted.
"Ugh sorry I am late. Football practice." I only then realized his outfit. Tight football pants and a muscle shirt. Wow. My breath caught in my throat.
"Umm. Uhh. Mrs. Avir said to uh please paint the um set." I said stuttering the whole way. I looked away gathering my thoughts. I grabbed a paint brush and started painting again.
"So what are we going to do for our science project?" Junior asked. Painting the other side of the boat.
"Um I don't have a clue. I was thinking a diagram of how our ecosystem works, and we can show the key part on the transformation of carbon dioxide to oxygen, and how Earth supports it, and by us cutting our environment down to practically nothing it will most likely just wither away and soon be so decimated that we have to find alternate ways of sustaining life or our innovations." I answered swiftly before blushing at my over explanation. Slowly I looked up to see him smile and then slowly, I painted the boat brown.
"....okay.." He laughed a bit on edge. Way to go. Your intelligence scared him out of conversing.
I was stroking the brush against the wood when I felt paint splatter on my face.
My instinct was to wipe at it. I lifted my fingers up to it and turned towards Junior.
"YOU!" I screamed and splashed my paintbrush at him.
He returned fire and it was war. I ran to the other side of the boat and climbed up on it.
I knew there was a trap door somewhere. I slung my brush at him and it hit him in the face and his hair I laughed at how messy we were.
Frantically,I found the trap door on the boat and jumped down. I closed the door behind me, and hurriedly looked for a place to hide. The darkness was a little troubling but if it meant no more paint I could survive.
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Teen FictionSean McFair is your regular loner. She's only been close to two people in her lifetime. Kay who has been there for Sean ever since they were little, and always stood up for Sean, and Junior who has been Sean's best friend as long as Kay. But when Hi...
