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Chapter One // Painted Smile

Johnny's POV
Taking a step closer to the mirror, I looked at myself with this stupid make-up on and stupid painted grin splattered on my face.

Will someone ever take me seriously and not see me as only a stupid clown? Is that possible?

I frowned, moving an inch away and opening the door. With a deep sigh, I twisted the knob back to close the door and walked to the small booth where all the anarchy was held.

"Hey! There's that dummy I was looking for!" Someone called. I looked down and took another sigh. "Come on clown face! I need tickets!" The man exclaimed.

My shaky hands grabbed the roll of tickets and ripped a small amount. I gave them to the man...

"Thanks fool." The man payed and left with a wicked chuckle.

My eyes went slightly blurred. "N-next," I spoke to a crowd of four.

Surprisingly, a boy came up. I took a look at the boy and saw he had such a friendly look on his face.

"Hello," He greeted and smiled brightly.

"H-hi," I greeted back nervously, paying attention to his features.

Eyes are green, sorta greyish, quite stunning... but mine are a spooky black. Smile is nice and pretty... but my "wide and funny" grin has to be painted. Face looks soft... but I'm in a complete mask of paint.

He doesn't really seem to scare people or annoy them... like I do.

Wow, we have nothing in common.

"H-how many tickets?" I asked while taking the roll.

"One, please," I broke off one ticket and handed it to him. He handed me a dollar and I laid it in the small drawer in the booth. My eyes lowered down, staying ready for the name he was to call me.

"Thanks, you sweet clown." The boy giggled and walked into the carnival. A blush crept onto my face and I giggled squeakily.

"Thank you!" I said to him. He waved from a distance but kept walking. I shook my head in disbelief and rolled off another amount of tickets for the crowd still waiting.

My painted smile made no difference with the one I had on, but if the paint was washed off, that's all you'd see, a real smile from this real clown.

Yeee I'm sooo excited to start this new story cause it has a hidden metaphor within all the chapters. If you think you have an idea of the message, comment your theory and I'll check it out 😂

I love you all soooo much!
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And I hope you're ready for this cause I totally am 😂

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