"I love psychology class more than any other classes." I say to Naya Walking out of psychology class. She always comes to me at the end of class, because we have the same class next period.
"Have you seen Michielsia?" I ask Naya
"I am right there under your nose. What do you need me for? Got some money?"
"Why nose, not eyes?" Naya asks her. Michielsa's first priority is money, if there is no money or any other advantage somewhere you won't see her.
"Because that's what I felt like saying. Anyway, what's up?" Me and Naya have been preparing for this moment, even though we know she might say no.
"Listen, me and Naya wanted to ask you if you could go to my old house with me. The house me and my grandmother used to live in. We need to investigate something." I say to her with a low voice.
"And what do I have to do with your investigation?" Great, I knew that was going to happen.
"Listen, I just want you to operate with us a little bit. Mayara needs your help."
"Both of you <Lanmèd pou nou>" If I had money to spend, I would pay her to know what she just said, and again I would not spend my money like that because I know damn well, she just cursed us out. Out of nowhere a boy passes and says Hi to Michielsa, he looks like he's in 6-7 grade literally.
"They are getting shorter as years go on. By the way, what does lanmèd mean?" Naya demands.
"If you pay me, I will say." Naya literally gave her one hundred dollars.
"If I'm being honest with you Naya, I don't know how to translate it in English. Is there any other word you would like me to translate for you!?"
Anyway, we got to class without finishing the conversation. Art class. Art class feels like a break from all the other tiring classes. I love Art class.
"Hello students. Today we are going to do something different and unique. As you all know I love literature and I love writing. This is a painting class, so of course I won't make you write or anything like that. Listen carefully for this new exciting project..." Michielsia sights, which I completely understand. She is not a fan of art and literature.
"Michielsia, you are going to love this project." Ms. Nora says smiling.
"When are you going to finally say my name the right way?"
"Anyway. For this project you..." When Ms. Nora was done explaining, we decided we would get this project done today no matter what.
"Naya, you talk first, Michielsia second, and I am last." We have to paint something or make a vision board based on our personalities and what is important to us the most. Must include colors in the project. I personally think Michielsia will like this project. She will get to talk about money, how much she likes money and all that. Naya starts first.
"For my favorite colors. The first color I would take would be blue. Blue reminds me of the sky. The sky has no limit. I have no limit in trying in life. There are so many beautiful things in the sky, it makes me realize how beautiful things there can be in a human being. That same sky that can be beautiful and everything .... Heavy rain that causes floods and kills people is from that same sky. We all have good and bad things in our personalities. We just need to tolerate each other. My second color is white, it reminds me of the snow and the clouds. I don't know if I am making sense." Well, I do kind of understand what she means...she just needs to word it better...I guess.
"No, you are not making any sense. Stop jumping around. Take your time to explain what you want to say. Cause I don't understand your point."
"Michielsia, stop being mean. There is no right or wrong in this project. The only thing you have to do is "express yourself" It does not matter if you are good at art or bad at it. Let her be." Ms. Nora interferes. Michielsia is not being mean. That's just how she talks.
"Anyway, my first color is silver. It reminds me of money. Of course, I could have chosen brown because of my skin color. It's just that money is a priority. Silver also reminds me of Fashion and everything I would have if I had money. So yeah...my second color will be brown because.... I don't know." Yep, I knew she would include money.
It's my turn now.
"My first color choice is gold; it reminds me of the sun. How we all can shine as the sun. It reminds me of golden hour, although I am not a fan of golden hour, but for some reason it makes me think of the moon. I love the moon, when I see the moon, it makes me think of the planets, the satellites, the universe. It is just so unreal how any little thing can become bigger, bigger and bigger. That motivates me to continue doing everything that seems small in my eyes. Because you never know, maybe they are not as small as I think. My second color is black...."
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