I walked in and took my seat in the back of the room. I looked around. I then saw Darcy come in. He then took the seat next to me. What was he up too? He never sits next to me. He always takes the seat the farther from me. Something is up. But what?
I just ignored him. I really don't want to talk to him. Our teacher finally came into the room. The class went by fast. Lucky for me I will have one block to myself. One block that I am alone and to myself. When the bell rang I headed out of the room. I then headed to the art room to work on a piece of mine.
"Hello Ms. Grey. How are you today?" I asked her.
"I am good. How are you today?" She asked me.
"I am alright. Just a lot on my mind." I told her truthfully.
"What have Mr. Grey and I always say?" She asked me.
"Express it all out. In writing or your art." I repeated to her.
"That's my girl. I can't wait to see what you got for me. I read your last piece you gave my husband. It was beautiful Elizabeth." She told me.
"Thanks. I think I will be done with my piece today." I said.
I went over to my canvas and got everything out. I was doing a painting. I put on my smock. I put my iPod in my pocket. I put my headphones in my ears and blast my music. I then went to work. I was lost into my work. I just got done. I stepped back and looked at it.
"It remembers me of what your last piece. That is what I was picturing when I was reading it." She told me.
Sometimes I my two works does cross. I love when I get done with a piece and my art matches it. It makes it more real sometimes. I smiled to myself. I then started to clean up. I got a text. I looked at my phone. It was a text from a new friend of mine.
Hey beautiful. How are you today?
Maybe more than friends. He is a college student. His name is Whickham. He is a handsome. He part of the soldiers that help with the front and everything. He is a caring person. I think I might be liking him more than friends.
Hey handsome. I am good. How are you?
I am good now. So, have to ask you something.
What is it?
That secret admirer you have at your school…. Is there anything going on between you? Or is there anything there?
Is someone jealous? I don't know. He hasn't done anything recently. So, truthfully I don't know what is going on between that. Why do you ask?
Just wondering. No I am not jealous. So, what have you been up too at school?
Nothing really. I got to finish my piece.
Really. That cool. Send me a pick of it.
Sure.
I then took a quick picture of it and send it to him. I haven't even told my sister Jane about this stuff. But with him. I don't know. Something about him makes me want to trust him and open up more. He is just one of those people.