You Can't Stop Love (BOOK1)

Chapter 22 - He didn't ruin our friendship, I did✔

I felt her eyes on me. Deeper and deeper. Her gaze was strong and made me feel so uncomfortable. I shifted in my seat so many times I was sick of it.

I continued to sketch a girl's face that popped into my head, but I couldn't concentrate with her gaze. Finally I looked at her and gave her a dirty look. Her eyes finally left me and she continued to focus on her drawing in front of her.

Zoey and me are still not talking after this morning. She ignored me in lunch, Math and French. She even switched seats in Art so she wouldn't have to sit near me.

Ethan had messaged me before flying to New York and I don't know what its gonna feel like.

A week without him.

But maybe it's for the best you know? Every relationship needs some time apart. It's the best way to maintain a healthy relationship even if you know you will miss him or her like crazy.

I wonder how he feels. I mean he did lose his father, but he should care right? Even if he was a dick when Ethan was a kid. He had no tears in his eyes when he told me. He was calm as ever, which scared me a little.

I was just about to start drawing the imaginative woman's eyes, most difficult part for me, when a note was passed to me. I looked questionably around class and no one was taking any notice of me.

It was from Zoey.

Z - I know you have problems with drawing the eyes, so here's a demonstration.

Zoey was always amazing in drawing eyes, it was unreal. She always helped me draw them and under her words was step by step on how to draw the eyes.

I followed them slowly and silently, and when I was finished, I was amazed by how they came out!

Looking over to Zoey, I smiled at her, but she just nodded her head and continued to draw.

I don't know what I would do without Zoey. Im praying that she will forgive me even if I did absolutely nothing wrong.

We have been friends for years, and you can't throw all of those memories away. It breaks my heart thinking like that.

Once the face was done, I started to shade. Mrs. Layla started to walk around class, overlooking some drawings and smiled at every drawing. When she came across mine, she didn't say anything.

No emotion, no smile or eyes widening. She just stayed stone hard and it fucking disturbed me.

"Jenni? May I ask, are you angry?" She asked me and I gave her a questioning look.

Of course I'm angry. My bestfriend hates me, I wont see Ethan for a whole week and you most probably hate my drawing.

"Yes, very," I said and she nodded.

"I can tell in your drawing. The girl, she looks angry, alone and desperate. It's quite a sad drawing to be honest, but I can tell it will be absolutely amazing," She said, finally smiling and I smiled back at her before she continued to walk around class.

I looked at my drawing and finally realized she was actually right. The girl's face expression looked so.. sad. The way her eyes looked, flashing a hint of desperation, her mouth looked like it was quivering, and the shading made her look angry. I had only just realized that I took my anger out on my poor drawing.

Finally the bell rang and I packed up my stuff and headed out of class when Mrs. Layla called out for me. I walked up to her desk and she took a long sip of coffee.

"So Jenni. That drawing you were drawing today really caught my attention. I've rarely encountered that from any of my students, and I feel a little bit of pride," She said with a light chuckle at the end.