Baby Girl Tears

Chapter Three: White Room

I linked arms with Holly and she followed. We walked toward the Art department. Since Holly loves to do artistic activities, I thought what better way to cheer up my friend than surround her with what she loves and people who love her. We entered onto Room 134.

Room 134 is a White Room that the Art department owned and decided to give it to the art students for therapeutic purposes. In the White room you are allowed to do whatever you would like to anything in the room (notice where I say ANYTHING). You can paint on the walls, the floor, the chairs, the tables, the shelves, that black canvas', the blank easels. The department even gave us donated supplies, excused and old materials like cups, forks, spoons, aprons, art barrels, long white worn trench coat jackets professional artists wear, poster boards, tissue paper, Popsicle sticks, glue scissors, etc. Literally it's a student art class taught by students for the sole purpose to unwind students. The White Room wasn't completely crowded today. We saw familiar faces, classmates, cool friends. Each student working on their own art creation with their own skill, from painting to sketching to sculpting.

Holly and I walked into the White Room casually until we were surprised from behind. "Hi Holly! Hey Pixie!" then we were suddenly hugged around our shoulders from the back. Holly wasn't phased but I sure was, "Who is this? It better be someone I know."

"Calm down Pixie, it's just me, Kyah."

We turned around and saw our adorable friend Alex!

Alex goes by a few names, I don't exactly know why she changes it. I never really asked and i wasn't really interested in asking because I believe that that is her business. I haven't really known Alex very long, she's in a few of my classes and she's friends with a few of my friends. I may not be very close with Alex but I do love her. There's just this beautiful precious flowery aura about her that makes you want to hug yourself and smile. She's very pretty, she has the face of an earth angel (in my opinion) and can literally spark a little light within you that will give a warm and fuzzy feeling. She's so sweet, she's always giving others a lift, I've never even seen her upset. She's like this light fluttering fairy who sees nothing but the good in people. I do love our friendship. She's like a little sister to me because she's so fragile and wont fight anyone. I'm willing to hurt anyone who has the balls to pick a fight with her.

Alex: "Hi Guys!" She smiled so brightly showing her small glittery teeth and curving her matte pink lips

P: "Hi Alex!"

Holly didn't say anything but wave at her. Alex's happy bright shine dimmed to gray in the matter of seconds. She was no longer smiling, she wasn't frowning but she wore this near confused look on her face. Alex hates to see anyone around her sad, especially if they're her friends.

A: "Holly? Love? Why are you not smiling? You always smile."

Holly told Alex what had happened with her and Steven before school. Steven and Alex were neighbors once upon a time. They grew up together until Steven had moved away to a temporary reform school for troubled boys at the peak of his reckless behavior. Ever since he came back they haven't really spoke since then. Alex was beyond disturbed at the thought of Steven putting his hands on a girl, especially a girl who we all believed would be his last. She looked at Holly with with hurt eyes and disbelief within her face. She looked at me for reassurance then asked Holly if she was sure.

A: "Holly, honey are you sure he slapped you? I have known Steven for so long. He's never hit a girl let alone think about it."

Holly was shocked that Alex didn't believe her at the time. She backed away from Alex, dropped her backpack, raised her chin up and showed Alex her ripped collar. She then raised her hands near the neck line of her shirt and pulled it lower so we could see the big picture of what Steven had really done. I almost shed a tear at what I saw. There were bruises and cuts all above her breasts. Red swelling around her scratches, purple and brown bruises the size of cobble stone pebbles. One mark in particular had an imprint of a knuckle. My heart hurt, my faith in Steven having an ounce of good in him shattered. By the look on Alex's face she seemed about the same. She hung her head, walked toward Holly and held her. She held her with her famous warm embrace that made you feel enlightened. She rubbed up and down Holly's back. The longer they hugged the tighter Holly held onto Alex. They didn't hug for long but while they did, they didn't speak. No words were said, their silence wasn't broken, they let their hug exchange what needed to be said. When they finally let go Alex whispered into Holly's ear. I couldn't read her lips but I knew it was something funny because Holly burst into laughter. Though I only had so much time left for my lunch period, I decided to enjoy what little time I had left in the white room before I had to make my "appointment".

P: "Holly well we're in your favorite room in the whole school. Wanna do something?" I give her a hopeful smile that may get her in the mood to do what she loved. She pulled out her phone and checked the time (9:07)

H: "Well I think we have enough time to vent before our next class. Kyah you're so lucky your free period is next."

Alex smiled and her cute smile and slightly shrugged. After a split second her face brightened again, her eyes grew big and her lips curved into an "O" then she started bouncing and twirled in a circle. She only does that when she has a surprise, she's literally the cutest. "Guys guess what!" She quickly clapped her hands for 2 seconds. Holly pulled out her sketchpad and pen out of her back pack. I had already grabbed a hammer for my method of art 😉and 3 buckets or paint

P: "What Alex?"

H: "Whatcha got?"

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