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I got my painting out of the car and headed inside after my mom. My brother was sitting on the couch next to my dad. My dad was watching some sports game and Naruto was just sitting there trying to keep his eyes opened.

I put my bag on the ground next to the door and walked past the living room tv and I turned down the hall and straight into my room.

My room was full of art. There were paints everywhere, colored pencils, markers, my desk was full of completed sketchbooks.

I set my canvas on my desk and sat in the chair. I turned around and faced the door waiting for my little brother to run in and ask how my day was. He's in school middle school I believe I don't really know.... but he still asks what's high school like.

Not a second later Naruto ran in and jumped onto my bed. "Deidara! How was school?" He eagerly asked me. Sometimes I would make up random stories other times I would just tell him, being a senior is the best and worst year of my life.

"Guess what I did today" I said and sat at the edge of my seat.

His eyes sparkled "What!" He yelled and also moved up.

I motioned him closer with my finger he lifted his eyebrows up and then slowly moved in closer.

"What's the matter? I'm not going to hit you" I said and laughed.

"Yes you will you always do that" he said and stood there. He looked like he was thinking and
I just found it funny.

He moved closer and closer until finally I hit him in the stomach with the back of my hand. He toppled over and quickly sat up with a glare. I don't know why I hit him, I just felt like it.

"I knew it!" He hissed. I laughed I wasn't going to him hit before but then he was doing that. I had to.

"Okay, okay but really." He moved closer "I punched someone" I whispered in his ear.

His face held absolute shock and happiness. He was happy I punched someone.
"No way!" He shouted and started bouncing up and down.

I nodded my head. He bolted out the door shouting for mom and dad. Oh shit.
I quickly got up and followed him I chased him around the corner and into the kitchen.

"Deidara got in a fight!" He shouted as he ran over to my mom and hid behind her.

My mom turned around still holding a spatula from cooking. "You what!?" She shouted.
She was mad. "Go get your father Naruto"

Naruto obeyed and dodged me when I went to grab him. I turned around and kicked his butt as he walked out of the room. He stumbled out and landed on the ground.

"Mom wants you" I heard from the living room.
Not a second later Naruto and my dad walked into the kitchen.

"Explain" my mother demanded. So I told her what happened, the guy smashed my project and pushed me. I probably made up a couple of things up and I did call him the hulk of the school with anger problems.

My father was listening intently as well as my mother. Naruto was just smiling at me the whole time.

"Grounded, 2 weeks you come home everyday after school" she said. I nodded my head though I wanted to argue I like staying after school and working on my art. The school has better paper and canvases.

I glared at my little brother "thanks a lot big mouth" I hissed as I sat in my seat at the table.

He pouted and looked away whispering "I'm not a big mouth" under his breath.

"Yes you are" I whispered back. He crossed his arms and glared at the table. I was holding in my laughter he's such a baby.

"Well I'm entering my art in another art show" I said trying to ease the angry atmosphere.

My mom perked up and smiled, she loved my art and every time I got a letter back from a show even if it was a rejection letter she kept it. When I win certificates or something she keeps them. I'm pretty sure she has a folder.

"That's great!" She smiled warmly at me and then looked at my father. My dad was smiling and nodding his head.

My parents are supportive of me and my choices especially since I want to be an artist and they really don't make much money.
At all.

After dinner I showered and sat in the living room watching Naruto play some stupid game on the tv.

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