Spray Paint
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Last published Wed, Sep 2, 2015
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"How did you get in?" I shouted, my heart still pounding.
"The window," Sam responded nonchalantly. He shrugged like it was no big deal.
"I'm on the third floor!" I pointed out. He rolled his eyes at the heavens and spread his arms.
"Thanks for that incredible deduction, Sherlock. Now if you'll be so kind as to get out of bed and get your clothes on, there's something we have to do."
I froze. "Nuh-uh. No way am I breaking the law again just to settle your petty feud. I ended up in jail last time, Sam!" I pulled the covers aside and moved to the edge of the bed as Sam lounged against the wall, examining my room. He shifted his piercing gaze to me, and I shivered under his intense blue eyes.
"Don't always assume my reasons are just for revenge or my own matters," he said, his voice low and cutting. "I don't need you for this, Cameron. It's just that I don't have many friends who actually have a normal life, not out on the streets like me vandalizing things for their own twisted pleasure. I do this partly because I want to, but the main reason I do this because its the best way to draw attention to right and wrong. Our society tends to confuse the two too much for their own good and the good of the rest of the world, and the way I can change this is simply with a bottle of spray paint."
I will never forget the expression on his face as he said those words.
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