I lean my back on the wall upon sitting on my bed wondering what could those camera's mean. A part of me tells me that I should tell the others but that would just destroy the reason of my existence.
'Quit sticking your nose to others business.'
I still cant forget those words even though 7 years have passed already. I leaned my head and bend my knees upward and fell asleep.
*Cring*
The door rang and it woke me up; I checked the clock it is only 5 in the morning, who the hell would wake us up this early.
I stood up and go to the door but I stopped when I noticed that there is a note under my feet.
The note says that our breakfast is ready.
"What the hell" Someone outside said it.
I was about to go back to bed when a someone knocked on my door. I opened it and saw the guy who looks like a social recluse. He ask me about whether or not I am the one who left the note, Seems like this guy doesn't want his sleep to be disturbed. I told him that I received the same note and I also somehow woke up from that ringing sound.
He came back to his room and closed his door making a loud sound. I slowly closed my door and went back to sleep.
My eyes are about to close and the moment both my eyelids met my mind came up with something, a painting.
I know it sounds stupid but every night I got a vision of random things like condom, chess piece or a gun. It started happening ever since the day that my parents died; it is not something I despise since it is somehow an event that is just about to happen.
Why did I say that?
Lets just say that the human mind is capable of knowing possible outcomes of a certain event without us realizing it but I wonder; what event from today lead to my vision of the painting?
'Paintings, no matter how we take care of it, it would always get ruined overtime; just like my life'
My alarm starts ticking and it woke me up the third it ticked. I took a bath and wear the clothes this place gave and I also wear the blue hoodie I brought with me.
I opened the door and noticed that Arthur also just woke up and now he's in a hurry.
"What are you in a hurry for?" I ask
"The food might be gone already!" He said then runs out of the room leaving the door open.
I walk the long way to the cafeteria and all I saw there is the two clingy girls and Arthur.
"Man! There is only 4 sandwiches left, how many do you want?" Arthur asked
"Just one."
I saw on the chair in front of the table where the two girls are sitting; I am starting hearing my name being said by those two girls but I prefer not to stop them whether they are talking shit bout me or not.
Arthur sat in front of me and told me that the girls are talking on how cute I am.
"Man, its just the second day and you already have girls on your tail." He said
"Believe it or not I actually am not interested on having relationships with living things."
"You fucking necrophile dude???" He asked
"Nope, not interested with the dead either."
"Man... your life would be a waste if you don't live it to the fullest." He said
"Probably."
I stared at the window and got distracted when I heard a creaking sound coming from the other hallway.
"Come on, do it fast."
Wait, is that Jesse?
I looked from where the sound Is coming and I noticed that he seems to be petting the guy wearing red and black checkered long sleeve.
They put down a canvas with red paint on it.
"Where'd you get that?" Arthur ask
I can feel a long conversation coming I must leave...
I stood up from the chair I am sitting at and walk back but Jesse called my name.
"Are you good in art class?" She asked
"Just average." I replied
"That's good already besides we wont be using this canvas on doing paintings." Jesse said which intrigues me for a bit.
"We'll be cutting it to small pieces to make a card game." Jesse said
The two girls started getting excited alongside Arthur and the other guy while I just want to take a walk.
I looked on how thick the canvas is and I noticed that it is thick enough to hide a camera in or on it.
Knowing that I spare one of the camera's but forgot to bring it with me makes me wanna cry so hard out of stupidity. Having the a camera on it would be a far better option rather than ditching all of them which might leave a scar on my image.
"I'm gonna go and get some scissors in my room first."
Expecting someone to oppose my idea I immediately run like a fucking weirdo but I did get the scissors and cutter plus the mini spy cam.
I came back and this people are still on their previous position except for the canvas which is now on my table.
I sat down the table and slowly cut down a square on the side of the canvas and I was about to put the camera but I notice this persons are so excited that all of their eyes are pointed at the canvas.
"Fuck I forgot to bring a pen; Does any of you have one?" I said as an excuse
"Here." Jesse handed me a gold pen
I used my left the hand to insert the camera and my right hand to get the pen. I started cutting rectangles on the middle and I shaked the canvas a little making the camera fall.
"Waiit!" The guy wearing long sleeve said
"What"
"Is that a spy cam that just fell?" He asked
"Where?" Jesse ask
"The one over his feet."
I picked it up and ask him how he knew that it is a camera and he answered that he just like playing with those kind of stuff.