I told a good friend of mine(she's kim and i follow her so yall beter follow her too- follow me first- lol)to give me one word and i'll try to make a story of it- she gave me a lot of words-

But she eventually picked the word "paint" i'm to lazy to think of a diffrent title so its paint-)

Lucas and jake are twins. They all have the basic features common like there blond hair, blue eyes, the light tone of skin.

The two boys are like the human brain, one twin is intelligent and good with numbers aka jake while the other one is artistic and creative with art.

The two work together for their life goal, being successful in life but the two have different ways to do so. The story about in this chapter will be mainly lucas,jake's story will be for another time but let's just focus on the artistic twin.

He crampled the yellow papaer and threw it to the marble floor. Feeling most desprate and frustrated with his artist block, wanting to get an inspiration but just can't.

He stood up from his stool, look at his unpainted portrait and in front of it is some paint for him to start painting.

"Think lucas, think; you dont have much time left" he said to himself, he sigh and grabbed his pad paper again and pencil that was on his ear.

He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to calm down his mind and frustation to relax. He sat back down in the stool and let his mind be quiet and be more at ease.

He decided the first thing that he will suddenly thought of or imagine will his drawing. After a few mintues, water was the first thing he thought out of the blue.

"...water, should i do environmental? Like a lake? Or should i do spiritual like a made up entity made out of water? Water  zodaics signs? The god of the sea-?"

A song suddenly played from his phone, making lucas jump a little and look at his jean pocket. He quickly realised that it was his ringtone and he slide his hand inside of his poket and answered the call without knowing who it was.

"Hey lucas?" It was a feminine voice, it was a little raspy yet smooth with a little irish accent. He raise the phone up and see that it was charlie, before he could speak. He was interrupted by her nasty cough.

"You got the cold?"

"Yeah, hold on for a momment"

he press the button on speaker so he dosent have to push the phone againts his ear. He stood up and place the phone on the stole.

He grabbed his paint brush and look at the colorless and plain portrait with no life in the picture. "It needs a life"  lucas thought.

"Life....LIFE! THAT'S  IT! OF COURSE!"

"Are you Frankenstein now?" Charlie commented, making her sarcastic self almost laugh a little but making lucas roll his eyes.

"What do you mean by life?" Charlie ask, curious about lucas sudden outburst with syaing the word 'life'

"Pick one, good or bad?" This time, it was charlie's turn to roll her eyes on him because he didn't answer her question and it annoys charlie when her questions doesn't get answered.

"Bad, because youd didnt answer my question-" rudly but not on purpose, she was interrupted by lucas's sigh.

" i have artist block, cant think of anything so I'm just thinking random objects or places like water and life" charlie hum in acknowledgement on lucas's comment.

"Since i picked bad, are you ganna draw like some living water demon?"

"...maybe, probrally?"

The two friends began to chatter, making lucas forget about the painting.

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(Im sorry i got bored and i cant think of anything for this story,i have another story soon in plan and in the works so yeah. Thats a good thing to wait on-)