art club met on tuesdays and fridays.
it was small
about 12 people filled the room.
we were practising painting today,
anything we wanted.
i sat next to Midori.
i decided to paint the ocean.
Midori was painting a large dog-
i wondered if it was hers.
the room was still save for quiet conversations and occasional laughter.
the club head was the top art student but she was the kindest classmate i'd met.
when she complimented my artwork, i felt appreciated.
"does the dog have a name?" i asked, dipping a paintbrush into water.
Midori smiled at me past strands of hair.
"it's Zuzu. she's my uncle's."
she glanced over to my painting where i was applying thick layers of blue and green acrylic.
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"you really like the ocean, huh?" she grinned, showing a set of dimples.
i nodded and smiled back.
i guess i do.
[ ;)
when exams are cancelled due to extreme rainstorms tomorrow (｡>﹏<｡)
plus we're in a drought and really need the rain :/ ]
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Through Viridian Seas
Short Story❝ the world has taken away who i really am. who i want to be. ❞ in which loneliness is washed away by a sea of blue-green beauty. ❄girlxgirl❄a cellphone novel❄complete❄ #152 in short story | 28/7/17 © 2017 salmonskinroll written 21/5 to 27/7/17
