*Kit's POV*
"Getting your slaves to do your work once again, huh?"
We all knew who that voice was. It was the 'other' queen's voice, Chloe. I am so glad Skye is not here, she would tear her apart. The lack of fear put on Imogen's face always surprised me, she was cool, calm and collected. She gives Chloe the fakest smile she could muster -it oozed a sarcastic and irritated message- before she speaks.
"If that's what you call your friends then yes, but oh wait..you have none" Imogen replies, looking bored. If I was her I would be bored too, this always happened when these two tried to top each other in a certain event.
"I cannot believe you're getting Skye to run for Student Body President" Chloe says, trying not to show her fear. She should be scared, she should just give up actually. She was a magnificent choice compared to Chloe.
"I cannot believe you think you can talk to me" Imogen says, placing a hand on heart. Her acting skills were top notch. She was owning Chloe at the moment.
"Is this your pathetic attempt to take me down?" She was calling Skye a pathetic attempt. She better step back before I rip her throat out. Calm, Kit. Just say something sassy back.
"Oh is this your pathetic attempt to intimidate us?" I reply back, poking her shoulder. I was more than annoyed and I was hoping Chloe could hear the venom that I was using. Imogen smirks, giving me a high five which I take.
"Your precious Skye won't win, I'm hotter and popular" Chloe warns and I scoff. Bullshit. She can kiss my ass.
"Yeah, the type of popular with the guys who are looking for an easy fuck" Imogen says, shutting down any confidence that Chloe had. I couldn't help but go all like 'oooooooh' it was hilarious.
"I will win, Imogen. There's your warning" Chloe says, leaving the hallway.
Yeah, yeah, whatever you say Chloe.
*Michael's POV*
"Michael, you have to stay inside. You have not submitted an artwork"
"But miss!"
"NO BUTS"
Oh wow, this is great.
"I can help you if you want?" A voice calls out and I look past my canvas to see this girl with burgundy type of hair, it was really wavy and long.
"Hi, I'm Amber" She says, sounding shy. Her hand waves and she begins to walk over to me. Instead she walks past me to grab a chair. She puts it down next to me. Why haven't I said anything yet?
"Michael, right?" Amber asks and I nod.
"Yeah, hi" I reply and she gives me a sweet smile.
"Do you want help?" Amber asks and I nod, trying to look desperate.
"Please. I'm not good with drawing or anything" I reply and she nods, getting a paint brush.
"Let's make an abstract piece.. it'll get this over and done with better" Amber replies. Oh thank the lord for this girl helping me.
I grab a paint can and spill it on top of the canvas. It doesn't cover the whole canvas but it does make it have a few drips here and there. It was wavy... like.. Amber's hair.
"It reminds me of your hair" I say and she lets out a little laugh.
"Because it's red and wavy?"
"Because it's red and wavy" I repeat, confirming her accusation.
"Make it look more like me then" Amber says then continues "if you want".
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