Everyone around Kayla has always thought she was the rebellious child. No one dared to open their eyes wide enough to see the real reason.
Everything has been right infront of their eyes this whole time. But yet they chose to keep their eyes closed...
"Well if you don't get it finished you can always come back tomorrow." Ryan suggested.
I shrugged. "Yeah I'll how much I get done today." I gave him a light tipped smile before getting back to work. Picking up a cyan spray paint can.
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Losing myself while spray paint is something I do often. I knew I had stayed a longer then I was suppose to but it wasn't like anyone was waiting for me when I get home. Well that's what I use to think before Harvey had told me the truth.
I took a step back looking at the piece infront of me. The time now showing midnight. Shit. I had stayed two hours longer then I was suppose to.
I threw all my cans into my bag and quickly zipping up. I just needed to show this to Ryan before leaving.
I didn't know where to find Ryan but I had bumped into one of his employees who said they would let him know I was looking for him.
"Kayla this is even better from when I first saw it." Ryan walked into the room. His eyes even wider then before. He took a step back to see it all.
On the wall was an outline of two people kissing. One was cyan and the other was a light yellow. Around both people was colourful lines that stretched along the wall and around the two peoples heads.
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(A/N- This is how I imagine it. But the lines stretch along the wall)
"How much do you want?" Ryan reached his hand into the back of his pocket pulling out a wad of money.
"Ryan it's fine honestly. You gave me a canvas." I smiled. I didn't want his money. In anyways this was a less technical piece so it didn't really matter.
"Just here it's something small. I can't be leaving you unpaid." Ryan handed me three, hundred dollar notes.
"Ryan this is too much. You could even do this." I tried to hand I back to him.
"Kayla I can barely draw a stick man. Not to mention how much of a steady hand you have like that line there is nearly straight. Scratch that. It is straight." Ryan started to walk out of the room. I followed behind trying to give him back to money.
He walked me to the door I had came in. I looked down at my phone it was now going on quater past. I bit the inside of my cheek. I had no time to argue with this man.
"Ryan you won this time but next you won't. I just have to go home." I started to walk backwards out of the alleyway.
Ryan smirked. "Stay safe kid!" He shouted after me as I ran.
The cans in my bag clicked as I ran down the city road. Everyone staring at me as I ran. I could just feel the smile growing on my face. Even though I was running back home, a part of me felt free. I loved the adrenaline rush.
