After waking up, I took a shower, and brushed my teeth and hair, I put on a little bit of makeup which consisted of mascara and lip gloss. Running down stairs to my mother still asleep on the couch, I walked up to her and gently shook her, "mom, wake up, I need your card, so I can get the paint." I shook her a little harder and I knew that she wasn't going to wake up easily. So what did I do? I went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it with water, I quietly walked up to her and raised my hand with the cup of water above her head, then I turned the cup and watched as the water hit her face and my mother springing up in the couch, "sorry, you weren't waking up and I needed your card so I could go get the paint, please don't kill me!"I said really fast as I closed my eyes and put my arms in front of me for protection. She started laughing at me, I slowly put my arms down and opened my eyes, then narrowed them, why is she laughing? She settled down when she noticed me giving her suspicious looks, and wiped a tear from her eye, she took out her wallet, and handed me her card.
" Be safe on the road dear."ok, know I'm really scared, she's being way to nice for me pouring water on her head, what is she up to! I narrowed my eyes again and mumbled "alright" and walking backwards, trying not to trip( which I failed) and out the door when I fully closed the door, I went to my red bike, before getting on making sure I had my key to the house, and my mothers car before getting on the bike and riding off.;)time skip to the paint store:)
I arrived at the paint store in 5 minutes, I then got off my bike and hid it in the bushes. I took a look at the store, it looked rusty but only a little bit, and the sign was halfway hanging in the wall. Wow, ok then.
Despite the looks on the outside the store likes really good on the inside
"Welcome to Paints And Paints, let me know if you need anything!" I looked to my right and saw an older lady, I nodded to her and gave her a small smile before walking away to find the color or paint I wanted.When I walked into the isle for the color card for the paint, I saw a boy. Not like a little boy, but a big, buff teenager, from what I could see ( which want much) he had pale skin and blonde hair, he was wearing a leather jacket and blue jeans along with heavy boots. I ignored him after anilising him, went over to the darker colors, I was thinking bout maybe a dark red or and dark blue, or maybe even a dark purple. I went with the dark red card and walked down the isle to find the paints. When I found them I grabbed, a 1 gallon bucket and then found a small little can for the window seals which I decided to paint black.
I walked up to the paint mixer, I saw the guy in the card isle getting paint mixed I walked up behind him and waited, after a little while of waiting his paint was finished and he grabbed it, I guess he didn't notice me standing there because he turned around a walked. Straight into the paint flying into the air, luckily no paint left any of the cans and we fell into the ground.
"Ouch, didn't see that coming." I groaned, I could hear the guy groaning as well as I got up and straightened out my clothes, I looked for at him, " need help getting up?"I raised a brow and stuck my hand out. He opened his eyes and all I could do was stare, they were beautiful, his eyes were a green-blue with golden specks, I blinked and looked away "do you need help or what?" I asked as I looked back at him again. He grunted and got up, straightened out his clothes, picked up the paint, and pushed past me hitting my shoulder. I turned and watched as he left, " rude much" I mumbled, picking up the paints and walking up to the mixer person, " may I have this color for the gallon can and black for the smaller can?" I showed him the red card as I handed him the gallon of paint and then put the little can beside it.
The guy nodded and got to work, when he was finished, I smiled and said a small thankyou going by to get some paint brushes and then going to the register to pay.
The one thought crept into my mind as I got my bike and put the paint and brushes into the bikes basket, what does my mother have awaiting for me at home?Can't wait till the next chapter!
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