I came upon a gorgeous boy inside and out, eating paint. Wanting to slather the toxic on his bones to maybe feel happiness. He looked at the color yellow as happiness, happiness that he thought he could achieve by consuming the color.
He came upon me. A girl, like any other girl who had an interest for The Andres. But I got it. I myself had my yellow paint and I over came it, just like Andres. He knew I was special because I didn't run out that door like any other sane person would. I listened. According to Andres.
We walked hand and hand down the hallways. It's been a month with Andres and he's gotten so much better mental health wise.
He stopped me in front of his locker. "Hold up, close your eyes."
I rolled my eyes but did what he wanted.
"Open them."
There was a boque of daisy's and I covered my smile. I accepted them and kissed him on the cheek.
"I love them." Just like I love you.
He grabbed my face and gave me a soft kiss that I wanted to last for the rest of my life.
"Just don't go eating them."
That, I won't.
FIN
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Yellow Paint
Short Story"Everyone has their yellow paint." Where Aldesa stumbles upon the most popular boy at Loyal Ryden High doing the unthinkable. Eating yellow paint. Status: COMPLETED
