What It Looks Like //C.D

0. It Looks Like Paint

F R E Y A

"I could've sworn I brought the can of blue here I know I did... Damn it I can't find it." I muttered to myself in the dark, pulling out various paint cans.

"Here you go, you put it down here." A boy's voice said before a blue paint can was thrown haphazardly at me.

"Thanks!" I called back.

Wait a second.

"What the hell are you doing here!" I cried, marching towards the boy before stopping short at the stains left on the wall.

Stains not left by me.

It took a few seconds for me to connect the dots to the boy who scrambling with his jeans zipper.

"Did you just fucking take a piss here?" I hissed at him

"It's not what it looks like..." The boy began saying, edging closer to me.

"It looks like you just pissed on my artwork!" I screamed, my voice echoing in the night.

"Okay so maybe it is what it looks like." The boy answered thoughtfully, stopping a few feet away from me.

I let out a huff and glared at him knowing fully well he couldn't see my face.

"I promise you that was not my intention. I'm Cameron." He said, sticking out his hand as walked closer.

Suddenly, I noticed his oddly slow movements the slight slurring of his words. Oh my god-

"Are you drunk?" I asked him, but my question was answered when the familiar stench of beer flooded my nose. I scrunched it up and backed away from him.

"Nooo. Maybe. Okay a little. Maybe even a lottle. Which is like, a little and a lot!" He informed me cheerfully. I rolled my eyes at him.

He was probably from the party near the shoreside.

"Well you just pissed on my artwork."

"Like I said that was not my intention."

"Then what exactly was your intention?"

"To take a piss at the best spot without you noticing."

The best spot.

This fucking kid. I was gonna kill him now.

"Why you little-" I cried out lunging towards him but Cameron backed away before I could reach him, stumbling backwards. He quickly ran towards the other end of the tunnel as I neared him.

"Don't come near me!" Cameron slurred.

"Or what?" I yelled, barrelling towards him until I felt him spray my face with something.

Oh my god my paint cans.

"You asshole! Are you crazy these are har-" I started yelling before he cut me off with a squeal.

"This is fuuun!" He giggled, spraying me again.

"Two can play this game." I mumbled, ducking out of the tunnel.

I turned on the flashlight on my phone before trying to find a lost can until a spotted a green one lying close to the wall where I was painting.

I quickly grabbed it and turned off the flashlight before I edged into the tunnel until I could see his silhouette. I then unleashed my spray can. Cameron yelled and quickly fell over.

"What did you do to me?" He screamed rolling around.

"It's payback bitch." I answered, getting near him. I could tell he was fine he was just laying there. But there was something wrong.

The music. The music from the party stopped. Oh no.

"Was your party supposed to end now?" I asked Cameron nervously.

"No it's an all night thing." He told me.

Oh shit.

"Get up, get up! We have to go right now." I said quickly standing up and running to my bag.

"Why what's wrong?" Cameron asked me as I frantically shoved paint cans back into the bag I opened my mouth to answer when a light fell on us.

"Freeze! Hold it right there!"

Damn it.

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Taylor returns with a new storyyyy.

I know I know 'taylor you already have a story in progress wyd idiot'

I came up with this and I just had to okay the story was calling to me.

What do you guys think of it??

- tay x