Falling For You

Ch- 6 Paints Yay

After making myself comfortable on the couch i decided to ask Amy to put in a nice movie for us to watch together. I really love spending time with Amy she's like the only human being i can tolerate around myself.
After 15 minutes of arguing for which movie to watch we finally settled for a Harry Potter movie like most teens Amy was obsessed with that movie. I didn't have much choice left as you know I'm a really obedient friend so i didn't argue anymore. Note the sarcasm.

I silently took the bowl of popcorn from her hand and munched on it for a while. When i was done with the popcorn i began to treat myself with the pack of gummybears they are for sure my favourite jelly.  Oh  and did i menation I hate chocolate? Amy says that's one of my worst traits. But whatever I just can't stand the smell of chocolates not even white chocolate.

Time passed by smoothly without any interruptions but soon i got tired of all the sitting and slowly began to get lost in my own thoughts. Last nights memories flashed in front of me but i couldn't pin point anything clearly. Blake was all i had in my mind i wanted to ask him what happened after i got butt drunk but i felt really embarrassed to even gather up enough courage to ask him what had happened. If it wasn't for him God knows what would've happened to me or where could i have woken up i should later atleast thank him for bringing me home. BUT wait he's the actual reason why i got drunk at first place if he hadn't made me angry i wouldn't have drank that God awful thing. I'm so not gonna thank him for anything but I'm sure as hell gonna tear his head apart when i see him next time.

Silently shaking away that thought i looked towards Amy who was deep into the movie feeling a bit guilty for what i was going to do next i leaned in near her ear and screamed at the top of my lungs making her shriek .

"God Damit Emma!? What the hell ?"

At this point i was laughing my ass off . Her face was priceless Oh dear lord i cant breathe it's too much to take in. Looking over at Amy i saw that she wasn't gonna join me in the laughing as she was currently sending daggers at me. If only looks could kill i would've  already  be buried six feet beneath the ground.

" what was the for?" Amy asked in a grumpy voice

"I'm hella bored and i want you to do something fun with me" i replied pointing at her and then at myself 

"Umm and what is that you call fun?"

After thinking for 5 minutes i got the best idea any teen could ever generate in their fuckedup little world which people like to call mind.

"Let's paint" i said grinning idiotically.

"Paint?" Paint what Emma?"

"First come with me we need paints to paint something" i reply slightly laughing at my idea.

Amy and i then made our way to the top floor where we had our attic after the ..er... the incident with Troy and Dad which me and mum never mention i kind of made this attic my second room. I usually come up here to think about something or even get some peace of mind and it is also the best place to paint and read.
Reading and painting are my two most favourite hobbies. Whenever i feel sad I let myself wander up in this room to draw anything that comes to my mind. 

Silently climbing up the ladder to the attic i left the lights switch off because the big glass window was good enough to let in the morning sunlight which lit up the room perfectly making it look more attractive and appealing to sit and relax . But today I wasn't here to relax I instructed Amy to gather as many paints as she likes and dump them in the small bag i was carrying. Gathering up s small amount of paint brushes we then dashed our way out towards our today's canvas.

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