CHAPTER 13
Jack's POV
After a couple minutes have passed, the bell finally rang. I checked my schedule: Drawing and Painting. I looked over at Cry, remembering that he is going there as well.
"Hey Cry, can you walk with me, please? I hardly know where anything is yet?"
He nodded his head. "Sure friend, follow me".
We walked a long distance until we finally came to a door that said "Studio 1".
Cry assured me that this is the right room and that he would be willing to walk me here until I memorise where it is and how to get there.
We were greeted by friendly faces and a gold-hearted young blonde female teacher. A pleasant aura filled the area.
This is nice, something to ease my mind off of everything from being expelled and banished from Hell to the conflict between the punk trio in Language Arts.
We worked in our sketchbooks the whole class period. It wasn't much, but I enjoyed it. Cry seemed to like this class too because he was completely focused on his drawing.
Time flew away and before I knew it, class ended and it was time for lunch.
I looked over at Cry's sketch while he bent down to grab his bags.
It was a young boy, no older than 5, with needles going into his body and several cuts, scars, and burns on his face.
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