I dropped my brush and beamed a smile, it was finished finally 2 down one to go. I jumped up and down squealing. Wow what a toddler I was jumping up and down over a painting . It looked decent, taking a step back to look at it. It was a portrait of a girl revealing her left side of her face and her left arm, hand and shoulder. It was dark and the girl had raccoon eyes, like she'd been crying for hours. I think anyone could tell I began this painting when Colby and I first broke up. I grabbed my paint pallet and the brushes I had been using and headed to the bathroom, I ran the cool tap and began to scrub my pallet clean, once it was clean I started on the brushes and then my hands.
I went to the kitchen where my phone was sitting on the kitchen island, I picked it up letting the coolness prick my hand. I scrolled through Instagram checked Snapchat and Twitter. I got bored pretty quick and screamed up to Loey, who was still in bed even though it was 12:00pm.
'Loey! Get up we need to do something!' I was clearly bored now that I had finished my painting, I wanted to do something. I stomped up the stairs and into the spare bedroom she was staying in, when I opened the door it was a mess.
'Jesus Christ Loey, get up we need to do something I'm boreddd.' I said jumping on the queen sized double bed and shaking her vigorously, I got a groan in reply.
'Go paint or somethinggg' She groaned in a groggy voice, trying to hit me out of the room.
'I finished ittt.' I whined back continuing to shake her shoulders, till she got up. Finally she opened her eyes shooting me a glare that could kill.
'Go hang out with your boyfriend, anything but bother me.' She mumbled still trying to wake up properly.
'I don't have a boyfriend you idiot.' I sighed, collapsing next to her lying on my back making the mattress bounce a little.
'What about Finn?' She said now awake and looking at me with her blue eyes. She was truly a mess in the morning, she never took her makeup off so she had mascara smudges. She also looked very hungover.
'Quinn, you mean? Plus he's like my best friend, my older brother' I said to her as if she was dumb. I rolled my eyes at her.
'Whatever y'all are still cute together.' She yawned as she sat up and frowned at me, 'Can you get out of my bed now?'
'Why? You're going to sit in it for the rest of the day,' I complained not moving from the bed.
'Go.See.Your.Boy.Friend.' She said clapping between words making me laugh at her pathetic sassyness.
'He's not my boyfriend! Plus I think he's playing football or something dumb and if I hang out with him too much he'll get sick of me and I'll have no friends all over again.' I said, sighing because I knew it was true. That was the worst part about being shy, I was too scared to approach people and I barely had anyone from high school still in my life apart from Loey of course.
'Oh my god Brie you have me,' Loey said gripping my thigh to comfort me even though she knew the truth. 'You just have to make friends.'
I was about to speak but the door knocked I looked at her and she shrugged it must've been Quinn. I hoped out of Loey's bed and ran to the door. I heard Loey call behind me
'You look cute in your little painting shirt!'
'Shut up!' I said through a giggle.
I hurried down the steps and answer the door trust it was Quinn, he was wearing black Nike sweatpants and a basic grey t-shirt and a pearly white smile. He had a football in one hand; a real football.
'Hey Brie!' He said ruffling his messy brown hair, 'Was wondering if you wanted to come play football with me; real football. That's if your not painting of course.'
He added looking at my shirt.
'Oh no I just finished my painting actually.' I said quickly.
'Cool can I see it?' Quinn replied grinning and raising his brown eyebrows at me.
'Ah um no.' I said kinda sharply, 'But yeah I'll come play football with you. Just let me get ready.'
I left the door open so he could come in. I ran up the stairs again to get ready, I passed Loey's room on the way passed and she raised her eyebrows at me.
'Is it your boyfriend?' She smirked
'Oh my god he is not my boyfriend!'Okay, sorry this is up so late it's 2:30am New Zealand time ahh. Anyways,
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The Orchid (Colby Brock)
Hayran KurguBrie is a shy LA girl who finds herself working at an orchid with two boys as their traditional get away... Sam and Colby will she make it out of Colby's love trap? Colby Brock Fanfic. ! MATURE ! Uses offensive language