Chapter 2 Paint Problems *°*°*°*° I keep reading the letter over and over again. I can't believe it... I'm going! Imagine how many more friends I'll get! I grab for my phone and try to dial Via to see how she is, but she doesn't answer. Then I dial my other friend, Willow. " 'Ello, you've reached Willow White. Please leave a message at the beep. 'beep' " I leave a message: "Hey Will, just wondering if you got a letter. Lemme know ASAP. Bye!" I flop on my bed and sigh. I stare at the ceiling and decide that it needs something. I jump up and grab two giant paint pails. "There. One Lavender and one Marigold." Then I grab a ladder and a paint brush. I start to paint some flowers. All of a sudden... "LILLY WHERE'S THE LADDER? I HOPE YOU AREN'T PAINTING THE CEILING AGAIN!" I hear my dad yell. Uh oh... "uhh... NO! DONT WORRY DAD! CHECK THE CLOSET!" I yell and quickly try to erase the paint. It finally goes away and then I climb down. I fold the ladder up and check if the coast is clear. I quickly run down the hall and yank open a closet door. I shove it in and I hear someone coming down the hall. I close the door and run straight to my room. Phew. I close the door. I then grab the paint pails and hide them in my closet. I check my face in the mirror to make sure I don't have any paint on me. A knock on the door startles me and I jump. Oh noo there's some paint on my cheek. "Lilly? Can I come in?" I hear my dad. "Uhh.. just a second!" I say and quickly rub my cheek, trying to get the paint off. It finally comes off and I drop everything and open the door. "Here you are, just something to pack." He says and then walks away, handing my a giant tub of sunscreen. I close the door and heave it over to my bed. What. The. What. Why would I need a ginormous, humongous, jumbo tub of sunscreen?! I grab it and roll it under my bed. I'll have to deal with it later. I check my phone. There's a text from Willow. It reads: ---- Uh no, why? ___ My heart sinks. I text back: ---- No reason... Let me know if u get one tho. --- --- Sure. ---- --- Thx --- I can't believe it... Willow might not go... We've known each other since we were four. Well, maybe she will go. Maybe.
@Via_Smith for being Via my bestie :)
