(a lightbrush fanfic)
chapter 1 - what’s your problem?
i walk through the halls. i already miss my bed. i go to first period, awaiting this moron teacher’s lesson about calculus. i take out a piece of paper and sketch a character design. it looks a little that one girl from my 3rd period. she’s a lightbulb, and that’s her name. i look down at my drawing, quite proud. it actually looks decent. “PAINTBRUSH” i hear the ruler yell my name. i jump from the yell, but i’m used to it. “can you tell me what i just said?” i hate this lady so much. “you just said, cAn YoU tELL mE wHaT i JuSt sAiD?” i reply in a snarky tone. “go to the office!” i don’t resist, i just go. i’d easily rather be there than in that room. i grab my stuff and leave the room. when i step out, i bump into someone. “aghh- what’s your problem?!” i shout as i look at their face. it’s lightbulb. “oh. just you.” i say, cooling down. “hey! it’s painty!” lightbulb says, starting to walk with me. “don’t you have class to go to?” i ask. “nah, history’s in the past.” she laughs at her own joke then awkwardly quiets down. “well, i’m going to the office.” i try to get her to go away. she doesn’t quit. lightbulb hangs around, trying to make small talk. i then realize i could just leave the school because the office isn’t at the front door. “uhmm, the office is over there painty…” she says, wondering what’s happening. “i’m just gonna leave the school.” i reply. she doesn’t have her stuff, she can’t leave. “oh, ok. bye painty!” she starts walking back to class. i walk out the door and start my walk home. i only make it a few steps before lightbulb is behind me. “hey painty!” she yells a little too loud. “GAHH- lightbulb? you should be in class!” i say slightly angry. “but painty, history’s in the past!” she says defensively. “whatever.” we walk in silence for a little until we reach my house. i start to walk in and she follows me. “dude, can you go home?” i ask, basically begging. “no actually..” she says.
