[FORMERLY TITLED AS ARTIST'S BRUSH]
❝ 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺. ❞
in which a purple-haired rebel try to convince a red-haired nerd, who is keeping a secret, to run away with her.
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SHE WANTED TO SCREAM, but her throat was clogged as Cheryl Blossom watched her worst fear played out in front of her. Toni's eyes were widened, her lips were wobbling, but she had held her ground. It was like if time had stopped and everything had frozen for a split second-her light brown eyes met the lovely dark eyes that she loved staring in. Then, time unfroze, and it was like her throat had unclogged-
"Stop!" Yelled Cheryl. "Don't! Please don't do anything, please!"
They turned around and looked at her before looking back at each other. Her principal, Mr.Honey, stepped forward and placed a hand out in front of her to tell her to stop. He opened his mouth, but Cheryl was quicker.
"Don't do anything yet, Mr.Honey!" Said Cheryl. "Let me explain-"
"Ms.Blossom, please refrain from saying anything more-we will bring you to the office after we question Ms.Topaz about this room." Explained Mr.Honey, looking around the room in distaste. "Ms.Topaz, let's go."
Cheryl watched as the security team tried to cuff Toni behind her back but she protested and smacked their hands away. "I'll answer questions but I would not be treated like a criminal!"
Mr.Honey clicked his tongue and turned around to look at Toni. "Fine-you better watch your tone."
Toni rolled her eyes and walked out of the room with the security surrounding her. She glanced at Cheryl and softly smiled, shrugging. Cheryl reached out and hand and watched as she walked away.
Cheryl was left in the hallway, and she entered the empty art room. She didn't know what they were going to do to Toni, but she hoped it wasn't any horrible but knowing them-she didn't have any hope left. Cheryl bend down and reached out to a painting that had paint splattered on from the can that Daisy had dropped-
"Cheryl..." Said Daisy, coming into the art room.
Cheryl got up and, back away from Daisy, tripping over a sweep. She couldn't bear to look at Daisy-Cheryl couldn't. She had lost her trust in her best friend and her faith in humanity.
"Get away from me," Hissed Cheryl, using a new tone. "Don't even-"
"Cheryl, let me explain-" Started Daisy.
"No! I don't want your excuses! You said you're trying!" Yelled Cheryl. "You lie to me-you betray my trust. You sold Toni out!"
"Because I wanted you to myself!" Yelled Daisy. "I don't like that Topaz girl! She's taking up my time with you and Chanel-you guys have always excluded me for everything!"
