The torture begins

"Get your homeworks out and place them on the convass." I quickly took out my sketch pad and placed it on the convass as instructed by the teacher.

"I gave you this assignment two days ago so, I expect to see presentable pieces!" Ms Fung, my art teacher. Also known as one of the most scariest teacher in this school. She takes her work seriously and she'll hurt anyone who fools around with art, even her own son.

"Great work K.C, your works are always amazing just like you." My desk mate from science class spoke. He's also one of the most popular boys in school, they call him Romeo and let me tell you all the girls want to be his Juliet.

"Thanks Christian......... let's just hope the teacher feels the same way."

Please stop talking to me. I can feel daggers shooting into my skull right now....😅

"What is this!? Foolishness! Get it out of my class!" She yells throwing a paintbrush at a student and he runs out crying.

Poor soul...... oh wait that was her son. Eh, nevermind.......

"Oohhh Walt! You never cease to amaze me." She cried referring to Christian. "Your work, it's just unique, it should be put on a parasol." She then looks over to me.

"Oohhh Clarke!"

Here we go again.......😑

"Your work is like gold, its woth millions no- billions. It's like work from an Angel's hand........ truly magnificent."

"T-thank you Miss Fung."

"No thank you for making my eyes see the light again." She says dramatically putting her hand to her forehead.

.............

"Ahhh finally peace and qui-"

"K.C!"

What now?!

"There you are I thought you would have find a new spot to hind."

Next time I will.....

"What do you want London?" I asked with an irritated sigh.

"I heard that Mr Lee is tutoring you." She says wiggling her eyebrows.

"Yeah, so what?" I shrugged.

"So what!? He like one of the most hottest teachers in school! All the female teachers want him and all the students drool over him."

"I don't care, I just want my grades to get better."

"Okay but, you better give me all the details after your session."

"Yeah sure." I scoffed

"I'm not joking!"

"I know."

...............

Ringing sound from the bell

"Alright class that's it for today don't forget to read over your notes."

"Good bye Mr Lee~" The girls of my class spoke shyly.

"Bye~" He replied and they blushed. I thought I was gonna throw up.

Your just leading them on you idiot!

"Okay Clarke are you ready for your extra lesson?"

"Yes sir."

"Alright let's begin."

Ahh! my poor brain cells can't take anymore of this gibberish! Make it stop! Make it stop!

"Are you listening Clarke?"

"Um yes."

"Do you understand what I'm saying."

"No."

"Alright I'll go slower."

*Ahhh! This is just torture............

...............*

"I'm home."

"Welcome home!" I took off my shoes before entering the living room and was greeted by an awful smell.

"Ugh, what's that smell?" I asked making q face of disgust.

"Squids. Mom's making it for dinner." kyle said eyes focused on the TV.

"And who's gonna eat it?"

"Uhh, we are......"

"No, you guys are. I'm gonna order takeout, see ya." I said going up to my room and shutting the door.

Seriously! Mom knows I don't eat sea food! I bet this is kayece doing.

I took off my bag dropping it to the floor. My room was a bit messy so I decided to clean it up before my mom told me to, I started with straightening my night table and stumble up on a picture with me and my dad. I was about four and I was crying because I fell off my tricycle, my dad rushed over to me and did his best to get me to stop crying. Eventually I did but, it was only because he bought me icecream.

I smiled brightly at the picture before putting it down gently. My eyes landed on my paint brush and paints and I decided why not, it has been awhile since I've painted.

Lets get messy!

.............

"knock knock knock! K.C dinner is ready, I ordered takeout for you!" I was so busy painting I almost didn't hear the knock on the door."

"Hold on let me take a quick shower first!" I yelled through the door while taking off my apron.

"Okay, don't take long." I grabbed my towel before entering my bathroom, I decided to take a warm shower. My hair didn't seem dirty so I didn't wash it besides my short neck length hair doesn't really show dirt. I look to the left of my shower where a Sponge Bob sticker was, I trace my fingers over it smiling sadly.

Will I ever be able to feel happy again......?

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