Treasure Hunt (Under Creative Construction)

6- The Story Comes Out

(A/N) Hey readers! sooo sorry i haven't uploaded in forever, I've only been riting on my kindle in my free time in school and at home. Plus, I'm working on hush&Hide (my new book). This chapter is all in Treasure's point of view.

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Treasure’s POV

            The rest of my morning classes went by in a breeze. Although I probably only said about 2 words the entire time. I was currently sitting at a table in the back of the cafeteria, by myself thank god. I was extremely hungry. But, I didn’t have money for lunch, so I was drawing in the sketch pad that I've had since I started moving around. I draw the dreams...well more like nightmares I have. I haven’t had a nice dream since Macy left. My composition was of my freezing to death in a humungous ice burg.

             I was in the middle of shading the ice burg when 5 shadows approached my table. I already knew it was Crystal, Matt, Jayden, Amari, and Noah. I ignored them, thinking maybe they would go away. I was perfectly happy sitting by myself, but noooooo....they all sat down anyway and to my absolute horror, Noah sat down next to me. I've already made it clear boys scare me. Badly. I scooted about 4 inches away from him before Crystal decided to sit on my other side, blocking my escape.

            I internally groaned and ignored them, going back to my ice burg. "What are you drawing?” Crystal asked, leaning over my shoulder trying to see what I was working. "Ooo lemme see! I love drawing!' Amari exclaimed, coming a little too close for comfort trying to see my sketch. Suddenly feeling embarrassed, I closed the notebook and mumbled "Umm its nothing." Noah put his hand over mine on the book making me flinch back. "Can I see? Please? "He asked. His voice was soft, and something about it made me feel safe. Wait what??  He’s a guy!  Guys are the enemy!

c'mon he's not going to hurt you, and he seems curious. Let him see. the voice in my head tried to convince me. But I shook my head no.

            "Why not?" Noah asked, looking at me. I couldn't meet his gaze, so I looked to the table as I answered in no more than a whisper, "because" He laughed. "Let me see, please?" he begged jokingly, but his eyes looked soft. His hand gently pried the book from my hand and he opened it to the page I was just on.

            "Whoa....Treasure" he started, staring at the paper wide eyed. "This is...." awful, terrible, horrible?  I questioned on my head. "Amazing." he breathed. Yup, there it is, your drawings are amazing....wait WHAT??

            I stopped mid thought and looked at Noah. He was staring wide eyed at the drawing looking at it like it was the most important thing in the world. He turned it around to show everyone else at the table. They all gasped and looked back and forth between me and the sketch. What??  I wanted to yell, but I didn't. I just blushed and looked down at the table. "That's beautiful." Amari said. "You drew that freehand?” Matt asked, raising an eyebrow at me. "uhh yeah." I said, blushing even harder. Was it that big of a deal?  No one had ever given me a second look before, and now these people are drooling over my artwork?

            “It’s not that big of a deal..." I trailed off reaching to take my notebook back from Noah, but he held it away, keeping it slightly out of my reach. "Why aren't you in art? This is awesome! "Noah exclaimed grinning at me like an idiot. Since when are people this nice? I'd love to take art, but I can’t because if I ask the head mistress she will say I have no talent and call me mental again... so I would rather stay in normal classes and be by myself thank you very much.

            "Because, I can’t be." I said, but still looking at the table. I was getting frustrated now. They have no idea how badly I wanted to be in art, can’t they just leave it alone? "Why not?" Amari asked. Obviously they can’t..... "Just because" I seethed looking up at her thru watery eyes. Geez can’t you people take a hint?!?!

            Thankfully Crystal got it. "Hey how about I show you to your next class?" She asked, standing up and pulling me with her. She dumped out her lunch tray and we practically sprinted out of the cafeteria.

            Once we were out of there, Crystal pulled me outside and we sat down under a big oak tree. We were far enough from the outdoor lunch benches as to not be overheard. A few of my tears had spilled out of my eyes and were falling down my cheeks. Crystal pulled me into a hug. I was really starting to like her. She didn’t push me to tell her why I was upset, she just stayed near me and kept telling me it was okay, and that they didn’t mean to upset me.

            When I finally had composed myself, I pulled away from Crystal and looked at her. "I’m sorry." I mumbled. She surprisingly laughed and slung her arm over my shoulder. "It’s okay. Being the new kid is scary and not fun especially when you are shy. But, I promise we don’t bite. We just want to be your friends. Is that so bad?" She peered down at me with curiosity in her eyes. I looked down at my shoes, my cheeks blushing crimson.

            "I’ve never had friends." I truthfully told her. She looked shocked, but then smiled. "Well you do now. And we will always be here for you. Soooo......" she trailed off, a big grin still plastered on her face. I looked at her, confused. "Wanna tell Crystal why we can’t do art?" She asked but kept it in a joking tone. Did I really want to tell her why? I mean I barely know her, but that little voice in my head seemed to trust her a lot. Plus she looked genuinely interested and cared. I took a deep breath. "Let’s just say my umm… 'guardian' won’t think nice things of it." I said. Crystal seemed curious still. "You mean you will get in trouble for wanting to do art class? But you are amazing!" She threw her arms in the air like it was the million dollar answer. "Plus I know that you will then be in art with me and Ari. Pleaseeee." She fake begged with a pouty face. I giggled. I mean I actually giggled at her. It’s been a long time since anyone has made me feel like this. "I guess I can ask." I shrugged my shoulders. But I doubt anything good will come out of it....."YAY!!!" Crystal exclaimed and wrapped me up in a bone crushing hug. Which only aggravated the bruises on my sides. I let out and involuntary whimper. Crystal dropped her hands. "Are you okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you or anything...” she trailed off wide eyed. "Although, you were holding your sides earlier." She raised an eyebrow at me. "I ummm....." CRAP! Now what??? Can I tell her? I mean will she believe me? "I won’t tell. Pinky promise." Crystal said while holding out her pinky. I warily stared at her outstretched pinky. But captured it in mine, shaking her to secrecy. "Okay I guess I can tell you but not here." I said in a quiet voice after debating it for a while. Crystal seemed trustworthy and I don’t know how much longer I can take getting hit. After years of closing myself off from people, I had decided that I will talk to Crystal. But only Crystal.

            Her face lit up and she smiled. "Of course you can tell me. I promise I won’t tell anyone." She said grinning. "And I have a free period this hour." "So do I, then gym." I replied, trying to keep my poker face on. I was excited to finally be able to tell someone. But so scared that she wouldn’t believe me, the head mistress would find out. And hit me again....... "Hellooooo?????" Crystal was waving her hand in front of my face trying to get my attention. "Huh?" I said, snapping out of my thoughts. "I said I have gym after free hour too. You okay?" She asked. "Y...yeah. Just thinking that’s all." I said. "That’s okay. If you want to go somewhere more private then we can go sit over there. She said pointing over to a place on the edge of the school property. There was a bench and it was under a big red maple tree. It was a ways away from the school and since lunch hour was over we were the only 2 left outside.

            "Yah, that works." I said. Getting up and wincing from my sides screaming in protest. Crystal picked up my sketch book and we walked over to the spot she pointed out earlier. I sat down on the bench and crossed my legs. Crystal sat across from me and did the same. I stared at her for a minute. Not believing I was about to tell someone. But Crystal seemed different. I acted like I did when I was younger around her. Like I did before everything happened. It went to a point where I almost trusted her. I was thinking of breaking my no friends rule. Maybe a friend will be good for me...but just one and only one, and Crystal was it.

            After a few minutes of silence, I let out a deep sigh. "I guess I’ll start from the beginning."

And I told her EVERYTHING.