Paintbrush’s P.O.V:
Light ran in front of Ventilateur and distracted him for a while, and then, I struck. I used the orange rope on him and he was too busy laughing to do anything. Light grabbed his gamer glasses, threw them to me, I broke them in half and de-corrupted the spirit. Fan nearly fell on the floor but I caught him. I took him back to Test Tube and after that, I went next to Light to chat with her.
“Great work today.” I complimented her.
“You did better. You de-corrupted the spirit and conducted the sneak attack. You should be the one getting compliments, Qawsalla.”
“Aww! That’s so sweet, thank you!”
“No problem. So, what should we talk about?”
“How lucky we are to know each other.”
“Aww! I felt so happy when I first met you, Qawsalla. I knew right from the first day that you’d be the best partner ever. And I was right. You are the best partner anyone could ask for.”
I was crying, that was so sweet. She wiped my tears away and I told her something just as heartwarming.
“You’re the cutest girl I’ve ever met. Not only do you look adorable, you’re also very smart, brave, kind, creative, unique and fun. There’s no one else in the world who can come this close to perfection. I’m so lucky to have met you, Light.”
This time, I wiped away her tears. We hugged for a few seconds and then continued chatting.
“Light…who are you? In reality?”
“Qawsalla, I can’t reveal my identity to you, I’m sorry.”
“I understand. Now wouldn’t have been a good time anyway. See you, Light of my life.”
She giggled and waved goodbye. I did too. Once I was alone…
“Skye, turn down.”
“You had fun?”
“Yeah…even though we got stuck in a tornado, I still felt like I was having fun. Light is the best girl you’ll ever meet.”
“And great job on that sneak attack!”
“Thanks, Skye.”
“Come on, OJ’s waiting. Hide!”
I rushed downstairs, where my lunch was waiting.
“Where were you?! Your toast is ice by now!” OJ shouted angrily while the others gave me confused looks.
“I was handling other things, Baxter was stuck on the wall again.” I lied as I took my seat at the table.
If I had a nickel for every time I had to lie to keep the fact that I’m Qawsalla a secret, I would be richer than OJ! *chuckles*
But honestly, I’m worried. One day, someone will see my other side. One day…
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