Chapter 18 Was The Universe Trying To Ruin Me Or Help Me?

• OLIVIA
• Ashley kept talking, but I had already checked out of the conversation. Something about whoever painted the art building having serious guts. I let her words float past me without really hearing them.
• A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. I knew I shouldn't be grinning like an idiot, but I couldn't stop myself. I was proud. Not because I did something great, but because I broke the rules and got away with it. The art building looked like a mess of blue and red splashes, and everyone was losing their minds over it. Students crowded around, pointing and whispering, trying to figure out who had the nerve to pull something like that. Some people thought it was awesome. Others called it vandalism. Either way, everyone was talking about it.