"Wow, Clarissa. That is something." I heard behind me. I opened my eyes to see the art teacher Ms. Bright.
"Ms. Bright, you scared me. I thought I was alone." I told her truthfully.
"Sorry my dear. But I saw you stretching and I didn't want to stop you," She told me.
I looked down on what I was drawn. I was the garden from the instruction at midnight. But I darken it a bit.
"It is beautiful. It is trying to tell you something. There is darkness and then the light there is telling me that darkness will go away some day." She told me.
I just looked at it. She was right. I just can't put words to it.
"Thanks Ms. Bright." I said to her.
"Your welcome. Don't worry Clary. You know you are always welcomed here. Even if I am not in the room. I trust you." She said walking to her desk.
I smiled to myself. That is why she is my favorite teacher here. I then heard my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my bag and saw a text from Jace. I opened it to see,
You okay? Where you at?
I am fine now. Just need some time alone. Trust me I am safe.
Clary where are you?
Really Jace? Don't you know me. Where would I go to think?
The art room. But where is that? Truthfully I have never been there yet.
Not telling. You got to find it on your own.
You are evil Clarissa.
How many times do I have to tell you? Don't call me that. Good luck looking.
I put my phone away. I looked up and saw a blank canvas. I looked over to Ms. Bright. She nodded at me for the okay. I got the supplies I need. Also an old t-shirt of Simons I use when I paint.
I then started to paint my drawing. I thought maybe that would bring it to life some more.
When I heard the bell I was not done. But it was a start. I put it aside. I will come back to it. I know I will. I then cleaned up and headed to the hallway. I then saw…