Hey guys, so you probably thought I was dead, or was just ignoring you. Well, it's the weekend right now, and I'm in the 6th grade, so sometimes I have HW on the weekends, but none this so yay. I would like this piece "The Perfect Painter" yes, it is like a boomxbubsxbutch story,but not really that much. SO, let's begin.
Bubbles
He seemed kind of mysterious. I was just kind of, maybe, just maybe, stalking Boomer in the art room. He seemed kind of cute, but I never saw his face because he mostly turned away from away from everybody else, or his long hair was in the way. People usually said that he was the perfect painter, or something like that. I had seen only 1 of his paintings before, and I really had to admit, it was perfect. But, it was also just so simple. It was a simple tree, in front of a fence, in the middle of a backyard. But, it just seemed so perfect, like he had taken a picture of it with a camera, and there were the smallest details. There was a birds nest, a few squirrels, and every leaf drawn out to the smallest detail. It was beautiful.
"Bubbles, let's go!" Brick yelled from right behind me.
"Coming!"
I ran outside to Blossom's car. I got in, and turned on the radio, and he luck was mine, because my favorite song, Black Widow by Iggy Azalea and Rita Ora, was on. After we got home, I did my homework and ate dinner, but the whole time I was distracted, just thinking about Boomer, and how beautiful the rest of his paintings just might be. I would have been looking forward to going to school, and saying something like hi to Boomer tomorrow, but today was Friday. I eventually got too tired to think, and fell asleep.
The next Morning
Butch had walked in, and turned on the light, even though I was already awake, and preferred the lights off, he turned them on. It burnt my eyes, and I fell back onto my pillow.
"ughhhh"
"Your dad called you down for breakfast," he said quietly, then left.
"UGHHHH, THE LIGHT!" I yelled then got up and turned it off.
Wait, why was he here so early, he usually comes around noon. He was my boyfriend at the moment. I really liked him and all, but I just kept on thinking about Boomer. I honestly didn't think this would work out. I ran downstairs so smell bacon, eggs, biscuits, and grits. My absolute favorite. I put it all into a sandwich made with my biscuit not including the grits, and finished first. Butch and I had a date today at about 12:30, so I had to start getting ready.
About 2 hours later
Okay, the only things left were my hair and make-up. I still had about 2 and a half hours left. Well, I was applying my eyeliner when...
"CRAP!" I yelled as I poked myself in the eye.
My eye was red, but it only lasted a few seconds thanks to my healing abilities. It still hurt though. I don't even know why I still picked up my eyeliner after that and continued. Only lipstick left now. The lipstick took only about 20 minutes, and the lip gloss only about 20. I messed up a lot. Now, my least favorite part, the hair. I decided to do one, simple ponytail in the back with a blue bow. But, then I curled it. I looked cute. Still about 30 minutes left 'till the date, so I turned on some music and started practicing walking around. I was wearing an Iggy Azalea T-shirt, blue skinny jeans, and a pair of sequined converses. I was ready to go.
Thank you so, so much for reading. I hope you guys liked this. Click that box down below and comment. I hope you want more or f this chapter is too short because I have no idea how much I typed because I am not currently using Microsoft word, I am using abiword 2.8. See you guys later.
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