Okay, so this is my first story, I hope you like it! I'm from Poland so I might do some mistakes.
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I was sitting on the stone wall, looking at the sun, which already was going down. This year, the summer was hot, which is not surprising, since this is the natural order of things, but from the beginning of the holiday it rained a few times, which already was unbelievable, considering that I live in London.
I watched the birds traveling through the sky, waiting for friends. It was a perfect day to start work on a new project, our common graffiti. We have already found a good wall. No flaws or other similar things. We could just give in imagination.
I waved hanging legs, every now and then looking at the sneakers and making sure that the lace is not solved, when I felt a light tap on his shoulder. I didn't have to turn around, my friends were here.
-I told you that I'm not going to wait. - I still sat back on them, but the corner of my eye I saw them sitting next to me.
-It's not my fault that every time Luke forgets his spray. - Christian muttered under his breath, nudging friend with his elbow.
-Yes, but you couldn't find the keys to the house and we waited for you ten minutes! - Luke greatly angered, while jumping off the stone wall. - Now we should go, if we don't want to waste the opportunity.
- Guys, we don't want hear your explosions, testosterone-fueled. - Katherine pulled me by the hand, I almost blew off.
- Are you coming?! - I cried, still drawn by hand.
They followed us. We headed in the direction of Baker Street (invented name). There stood fairly big house, behind which hid the remains of the shed. We were going to "decorate" it.
We went to the designated place. We set up against the wall, removing sprays and stencils.
- We're gonna do it like always or maybe a new idea? -Katherine suggested.
The boys looked at each other, shrugging their shoulders.
- As usual, you don't know what you want to do. - I shook my head in disbelief. They were my friends, but I had to admit that their planning talent wasn't good. Not at all. - We do that. For this area fit images of the ocean, so I pulled some pics from the Internet. Now you need to choose the best. - I pulled some photos and showed them. As we chose the one that presented the turbulent waters at night. - We are taking to work!
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We had just finished work, adding the last bulge in the water, which turned into a wave. It was still hear our laughter, fueled by some stupid statements from the boys. We did not pay attention to yhe environment.
Sprays have already been emptied, painted wall, and we smiling with the effectiveness of our efforts.
- It worked well. - I said wiping my hand on top of my forehead. Everyone looked at me with narrowed eyes.
- Right? It worked well? All that work, and you say that just came out "right?you're Hurting my feelings! - Katherine theatrically put her hand to her heart. Laughed.
- Well, turned out great, but you know that next has to be even better ... -I crouched, tying shoelaces.
- We know, we know ... - They answered all together.
- Well-behaved children, and now we were getting into. - I got up and put my gear in the bag. I stood my back to Luke, when he crept into the spray bottle and covered the back of my blouse. - Tell me you did not do it, tell me I do not have a dirty sweatshirt. - Gritted teeth.
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