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"Hello" – Talking
Memories are to cherish forever. - Flashbacks
'Hello,' – Thinking, Announcements (on radio, PA, etc.)
"To be or Not To be," – Quotes (will appear at the beginning of chapters)
Any word that is in Italic – Empathize the word
God send me an angel, From the heavens above – Lyrics or a letter/note, e-mails, text messages, posters (Their BOLD AND ITALIC)
Chapter Fourteen: Art Show
"Different colors, different emotions; from joy to sorrow, from predictable to unpredictable, these emotions not only display in pictures, but within people."
The night of the art show, everything seemed amazing as you look to see the various paintings, sculptures, and other forms of art.
It was crowded at the school, mainly in the gymnasium, as they look and then awed at the artworks made.
"Wow, no matter how much I don't like doing art, I enjoy some of these paintings," Aya said, as she, Jess, Serenity, Anna, and Nicole walked, looking at the artworks.
"Jess, where's you paintings?" asked Anna.
"It's at the back of the gym," Jess replied, "You guys can go ahead, I need to go somewhere."
"Okay, see you later," Serenity said.
"See you soon."
Jess left the gym to head to the entrance of the school, where she was to meet Brooklyn.
As she wait where they were to meet, Jess open her cell phone seeing if she text Brooklyn the right information.
Meet me at the front of the school at 7:10, on Pine Street; it's the big building with a flag pole.
She stood at the entrance, seeing the parents and some of the students come in to see the art show event.
It was then that there was almost no one going inside, thinking that's all of the people attending for the art show. Not a lot of people have been interested in the arts much, but at least there. And what's better that if any guy she knows did not attend this and they say to her that they do like the arts, oh boy, she'll be saying how much a hypocrite they are.
Then something hit her… What if Brooklyn wasn't interested and he's like all of the other boys at school. Looks, and prefer to date girls who have the hot looks and not giving two hockey sticks about their interests.
Jess then laughs… What a ridiculous thought, Brooklyn seemed to be different than all of the guys at school. He seemed so polite, and gentle, almost like the characteristics of a gentleman in the 1770's or way back in medieval times.
"What's so funny?"
Jess return from her deep thoughts as she turn to see the one that she was expecting, Brooklyn.
Feeling embarrassed and scared, she wondered how long has he been here. Her face had a tint of red, trying to response his question, yet no words come out of her mouth.
"Um… I, err," Jess began, but couldn't get the words right.
She hadn't notice Brooklyn staring at her, thinking in curiosity why did she laugh. Then he replied, "Let me guess, in deep thoughts and remembered something funny?"
Jess looked at him amazed to hear him said that.
"Yeah, that was some odd lucky guess, how did you know?" she asked.
"Let's say, I can understand some of the body language."
"Okay then."
"By the way, you look very lovely tonight."
Brooklyn said this seeing Jess's outfit for the art show. Lavender, cross-over blouse with a V-neck collar, and a white tube-top was underneath the blouse, and a black short skirt. She wore also, black slip-on shoes.
"Thank you," Jess replied.
"Now shall we go in before the art shows' over?" he asked.
"Oh yes, let's go."
Jess was about to go, when she felt something on her hand, cold and a firm holding of her hand. She looks to see it was a hand and it belong to Brooklyn.
A few seconds past, and Jess responded by softly gripping his hand, and giving him a small smile.
They entered into the school, heading to the gym to see some of the art works. Along the way, Jess thought of how cold his hand was comparing to her.
But she shrugged off that thought thinking that it something had to do with the blood circulating through the hand. She heard from someone in Bio-class that your hands gets cold because the blood flowing is slow.
It didn't matter to her, because right now, she's going to the art show with Brooklyn, and hoping that both of them enjoy the event.
"These are pretty interesting art-work, something I haven't seen that is certainly original."
Brooklyn and Jess look at the different art-work display some of them amazing and funny, to emotional and understanding of the paintings.
"Jess."
"Yes."
"Are you involved in the event?"
"Yes, would you like to see what I have done?"
"It would be an honour to see it."
"I'll show you it, come."
Jess pulls Brooklyn towards her, as he was trailing behind her to go to where her paintings are place for everyone to see as they pass by.
"Hey Jess!" Nicole called out her, as she went to her and Brooklyn. Anna and Aya catch up with Nicole.
"Hey guys," Jess said, as she notices Serenity wasn't there, "Where's Serenity?"
"Oh, Serenity left early, because she just got a call to go out with her boyfriend," Aya replied, after seeing Jess with Brooklyn holding his hand, "and I see that you are holding hand with someone."
"Jess…Is he your boyfriend?" asked Anna.
"No…we've just dated, but I want to introduce to you to him. This is Brooklyn, the guy I met at the beach party a while back, and this is Nicole, Aya, and Anna. Aya and Anna are my roommates."
"Hi Brooklyn," they all said in unison.
"It's a pleasure to meet you girls here, and to see Jess has some loyal friends," Brooklyn replied.
The girls, but Jess squeals in excitement, able to see Jess dating with a guy, who in their view who is smoking hot, that he could turn off the fire sprinkler system.
"By the way, we'll be heading to the auditorium looking for good seats to see the drama and musical arts," Anna replied, "Are you going to stay for it?"
"Sure I'll be there, is it okay for you Brooklyn?"
"It's fine with me."
"Alright, we'll catch up with you guys later, see you guys soon."
"See you Jess. See you Brooklyn," they all said again in unison.
Jess and Brooklyn walk into the crowd, disappearing from their eyes by the people.
"Do you think Jess and Brooklyn will be a couple?" Nicole asked.
"We'll see about how it went, besides she lives with us," Aya replied, "We'll text you about it."
"Here are some of the paintings I did," Jess said as Brooklyn and her look at the three paintings.
Brooklyn stares at the paintings bit by bit for some time, thinking some comments about her artwork.
The first one he stares at was a painting of a sun, close to sunset. The sky was in rich colors, such as red, orange, and some fuchsia and pink. There were silhouettes of houses and trees, in front of the yellow-orange circle, the sun. Reminding him it was so long since he had seen the sun. He remember it so vividly, the sun shining through the day, as the skies were blue to as the sun sets you can see the colors of such beauty. The sun's blazing during the day, making your skin warm, the feeling that Brooklyn long for.
He moved to the next painting, which seemed to be a nature theme as he saw the green background. What emphasizes the painting was a monarch butterfly on a stem of white and pink flowers. What can you say about it? It's the cycle of a butterfly's life, sucking the nectar from the flowers, before the season to find the opposite and mate to produce eggs that will hatch into new caterpillars.
The last painting that he wondered of shows what seems to be a hallway that is dark at night. And it shows a little girl about nine years old, who looks like to be in home with no electricity, in her night-gown holding a candle that emits limited light through the darkness.
"There pretty interesting," Brooklyn commented, "Yet, I want to ask, what's the subject matter of the painting of the little girl in the hallway?"
"I was planning to make a painting of a bride," Jess replied, "but I eventually decide to do this. The story in this painting that I have made up is that this little girl was afraid of the dark, after hearing too much scary tales from her parents and siblings. She usually asked her mother and father to walk with her down the hall to go to the bathroom or a glass of water. One day, her parents told her that although it can be okay to fear of things, but eventually you have to face your fears."
"I see, like what everyone had to face in their time eventually."
"Exactly, so, one night the little girl wanted to go to the bathroom but she was afraid and didn't want to disturbed her parents, so, she got a candle along with something to burn a flame on the candle, and left her room to go to the bathroom."
"You're a creative story-teller when you look at this painting."
"Thank you."
"Well that's Jess, she is creative," came a male voice.
Jess haven't heard that voice in a while, about four years ago, she turn to see a boy, about the same age as her, with light-green hair, lilac eyes and a fair skin tone, he wore a blue beret, matching pants and jacket with gold details, and underneath the jacket was a white sweater.
"Oliver? It's been long, why are you here?" she asked.
"I was invited by the principal of the school to attend to the event. And seeing this is amazing, and why are you here Jess? I thought you were at your home country Canada."
"I was, but I got accepted here, and my dad allows me to go, he wanted me to see the world, and have the opportunity to attend and follow my path."
Brooklyn look at Jess and the guy named Oliver. How did Jess know him well? It's like that she have met him before like old friends. Yet he knew a bit of Oliver, he was from Paris, France, so how did he know Jess when she was originally from Canada?
Jess realizes that Brooklyn was right beside her, and decides to change the subject.
"Oliver, I want to introduce you to Brooklyn," Jess said as she motions her hand to show Brooklyn, "Brooklyn this is Oliver."
Brooklyn and Oliver shook hands greeting each other.
"Are you as well interested in the arts Brooklyn?" Oliver asked.
"Yes I am," Brooklyn replied, "As you see I was glancing at some of the fine paintings Jess did." He pointed at the three paintings.
Oliver took a glimpse of the paintings taking a few minutes to stare at them seeing the strokes and blending Jess has done.
"There certainly outstanding," Oliver said, "Looks like you dad was right about you attending to this school."
"Thanks."
"Well, I have to go," Oliver said, "It's nice seeing you again Jess, and meeting you Brooklyn, farewell."
"Bye Oliver."
"It's nice to meet you, Oliver."
Oliver walked off into the crowd till he was nowhere to be seen. Jess's eyes shows guilt, not sure what to do, or tell him how she knows Oliver.
"Is there something you want to tell me?" Brooklyn asked.
Jess looks at his eyes, the eyes of the ocean. They were calm, no hints of jealousy, but want the truth.
"Can we go somewhere to talk about it?" she asked.
Brooklyn nodded a yes. With that, they both walk off finding an area of privacy to talk.
"There you go, enjoy!" said one girl as she handed two cups, on of coffee and hot-chocolate to Brooklyn. He already paid to the people in charge of refreshments, as he walks off to where he and Jess decide to have privacy to chat.
Jess was waiting for him at the windows, where she sat on the edge, looking at the night that Japan was under. She turns to see Brooklyn with two cups in both hands, but he gave her the one on the left.
"It's for you, my treat," he replied.
Jess reaches out for the cup, saying, "Thanks."
Brooklyn sat beside her on the window ledge, taking a sip of the coffee. He gaze his eyes on her with concern seeing Jess staring at the hot-chocolate, thinking on what to say to him.
A moment past of silence till, "I met Oliver when I was thirteen, in Canada."
Jess then look at Brooklyn seeing that he was listening, she looks away as she continues.
"I was at an art gallery, attending a small program when he came as a guest. I met him while I was staring at a painting since it was interesting. He then gave me some information about it. We had a chance to know each other and we decide to hang out.
"It was then that we decide to date, but we weren't boyfriend, girlfriend. I felt happy to be with him. When it was time for him to go we decide on staying in touch at a distance, it went okay for the past two weeks, until he was a bit too busy for his life traveling.
"So, one time I had a chance to talk to him, and I told him how I feel this distance relationship wasn't working for me, and we decided that we were to be on our separate way."
Brooklyn heard every word she said, not able to drink the warm liquid.
"I haven't much date since, because I want a guy who not alone respect my boundaries and is artistic, but won't be able to be traveling far since you can easily feel alone or that they forgotten you."
Brooklyn stare at the dark-brown liquid, seeing the light of the ceiling lit the surface.
"I travel outside of the city but not out of Japan," he said, "So, if we are still going to date then you don't have to worry about me going far."
Brooklyn with one hand reached out, to make contact with Jess's hand, which was on her lap at the time she has chatted.
"Jess, you are certainly an amazing girl. No, you not a girl, but a lovely young woman, who should have a guy to be with you whenever you needed. All I can say is that I hope that you'll find the one who can be with you and give unconditional love."
He softly tightens his grip on her hand, and Jess stare at his eyes. His eyes were telling the truth, and with that she smile.
"Thank you Brooklyn," she said, "But you know, depending on how this night goes we may be able to date again."
"And how is our date doing so far?"
"Well we should be heading to the auditorium because the music and the dramatic arts are the last things going on for this event."
"That's right, and what are we staying here for?"
The art show was over after the last performance was done. Aya and the others were going to stay a little longer, but Brooklyn and Jess decided to leave as Brooklyn escorted her to her place.
It was a twenty minute walk to the apartment building, from the school. They both talk about the performing and musical arts, how it was amazing, certainly the best for Brooklyn, since he only saw the female vampires dance like strippers and fill with lust. He shudders at that thought.
They entered the apartment building, and both of them went to the door where Jess and her other roommates lived. Both stand unsure what to say since their date was close to the end.
"Well, um I had a good time Brooklyn," Jess said.
"I have a good time too," replied Brooklyn.
An awkward silence fell upon them, unable to think of something else to end the night.
"Brooklyn," Jess said, "You want to go out again?"
Brooklyn didn't do much but smiled and replied, "Sure."
It was then that Jess felt something cold on her hand, and notice Brooklyn's hand holding hers, lifting her hand up to place his lips, a gentle kiss on the back of her hand. Jess went a bit red as she giggle softly, thinking how much Brooklyn was a certainly a gentleman.
Brooklyn broke apart his kiss, and he let go of her hand, the hand that was warm and soft.
"I call you soon," Brooklyn said, "Good-night Jess."
"Farewell Brooklyn."
Jess got her keys, unlocking the door as Brooklyn walk down the hallway. Jess before she enter the place took one last glance at Brooklyn, and as expected he turns around to see her, winking as he left out of sight.
Jess smiled, feeling that there could be something more between them if they still continue their activity of dating.
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