Chapter 10

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thank you for staying with me through this book. I spend so much time thinking about this book.

  Trojan's POV

I walk into the art room. I grab a box of oil pastels and a canvas. Almost all of the tables were occupied. The ones with room put their shows on the space. A single table is empty. In a depressed mood I sit down. My first idea was to create an abstract piece, but then I create the ocean and the sunset.

  "Wow. That's really good." A girl with light brown hair and blue eyes like mine. She reaches out her hand."I'm Tamera."

  "Trojan." I shake her hand. It is soft and smooth. Her nails painted a blood red.

  " I didn't know they let you use nail polish in rehab." I say.

  " they don't. Its art paint." Tamera replies. "I could paint yours too." I nod and she grabs a light purple bottle of paint and begins.

  Cher's POV

  Lucy walks in and I try to sit up only to suffer much pain. I feel as if I was shot a million times. I wince and manage to sit up.

   "Hey. I brought yogurt."  Lucy sets a 4-pack of tripleberry yogurt  on the bed. Yogurt is the only thing I can eat without pain.

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