The Stars Don't Lie

Chapter 1 Ice-Cream

☆Star☆

I dipped my brush in the bright yellow paint , and with that I stroked it on my almost-done painting. Giving a few final touches here and there, my canvas was now a blunder of different colours and shapes. Satisfied with my work I closed my water paint palette and took my painting utensils to the sink for cleaning.

As much as I LOVE art I've never been a fan of cleaning my brushes, I procrastinate as hell on that. But i was in a good mood today...a very good mood actually....

"honey! Your pancakes are getting cold!"

That's my mum calling, she's making breakfast, delicious pancakes are in today's menu. Yum!

I quickly closed the water tap and put my brushes on a dry paper towel. Racing, I went down the stairs and giving a kiss on my mums cheek, I sat down on the dining table.

I'm starving !! I thought to myself, I really was, and these pancakes looked sooooo good.

"I'm just gonna dig right in" I said, already taking a mouthful of this heavenly delight.

My mom let out a chuckle ,"enjoy dear, you woke up early today, earlier then usual. Still working on that painting? "

Gulping down the bite I had in my mouth I beamed and said, "yup! And I finished it just now !"

She smiled, giving me that proud mom look, "then let's go out for some ice cream to celebrate later "

Oh my God yeeeeees! I haven't had ice cream since ages! Well..... Just a month.. But you get what I mean. This is ice cream we're talking about!

"Yes!!!!!" Happily I washed my plate, gave mom another kiss on the cheek and went up the stairs, "I'm going to change! We're going out in five okay?"

I heard my mom chuckling ,"sure dear"

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My room is pretty average, average egg white walls, average dark wood furniture, average size... And then me. Yup, I'm pretty average. Average dark, mid length hair, average dark brown eyes, average height, average skin tone. Not too light.. Not too dark.. Just..... Average..

All that I'm trying to clear out here is that I'm like any other teenage girl. I'm not popular at school, and I'm not a complete nerd. I don't wear super 'fashonista' clothes, nor do I wear really bad ones.

Like I said, I'm average. This word fits me so perfectly, I mean it could go with anything and everything me and my family owns.

Of course, that's not how my mom takes it. She says I'm special with special talents and stuff. By talents I mean just one talent. And by that one talent I mean art.

Okay... So maybe I'm good at art, but really, it's not a talent or anything. It's a pass time hobby. It just so happens that I managed to polish my artistic skills over time. I'm no where near perfect though, oh no.

"I'm starting the car okay Star? "

Mom was calling me from the front door.

I gave my hair a quick brush and put on my purple hoodie.
Well, time to eat some delicious ice cream!

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◇Janus◇