Sade's Return

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     While giving me a tour I notice the building has tall windows to let the light in. There are different rooms for different specialties. The sketching will be along with the painting students. The room is big enough for it. I see a couple of students sitting quietly sketching as we quick took a peek. Of course, there are quite a few people working on their paintings.

There are other rooms for 3D printing, sculpting, ceramics, glassblowing and photography. Jack tells me there's even a class for ice sculpting in the winter. We walk into a room that looks to the biggest one in the building. It's used for kid's classes that are free and are after school to 5. I never thought this school would be so busy and interesting. Jack let's me know one more thing. That my 200 dollars can be used for any class. But minus the art supplies of course. I feel like I hit the jackpot.

When we head back to the painting room he stops. "Before you go I wanted to know if you would go to dinner with me on Saturday?"

Well, damn I would love to. But I just recall Ronny. Shit. Jack sees the indecision I my eyes. "It's alright, no need to say it, we just met." He says as he walking away. Sigh. I run my fingers through my hair and walk into the room. That was a total bust. Maybe on Saturday I get that date over and done with, so I can ask Jack on a date. I sit at the huge table and begin to start my sketching. I need to take mind off of things, I only have a few hours.

Time flies by and people are leaving, I realize this and begin to put my stuff away in my bag. I look at the time and see there's still a while till it gets dark. I decide to walk home because I honestly don't feel like dealing with 'insect guy'. Anyways I really do need to stop by the store to get food, my fridge is empty. I proceed to leave and I take a look at Jack's office, it's empty. I keep going on my way. I'll get a chance to speak to him tomorrow.

Pulling my backpack tighter to myself I can't help but smile. I'm smiling like a kid on Christmas. Jack likes me. Just as I like him. I'm just hoping I didn't turn him off because he mistook my silence as, no . When I get a chance I can simply explain myself. I wasn't expecting him to ask me out but I really want to go to dinner with him. Thinking up to here I'm in the grocery store with a basket in my hand.

Passing through the aisles I just toss shit into my basket. Not taking into mind my budget I start to put stuff in my basket. Dude, I need my takis. Oh and I definitely need my Malta. Whistling as I do this manic dance of food shopping , I notice out of the corner of my eye a tall handsome fella; that I just happen to have a misunderstanding with today. I walk over to him and say "Hi."

He was busy looking at the pickle jars "Hey Sade! What are you doing here? Uhm wrong question. It's nice to see you."

"I just wanted to say sorry about today, I was caught off guard. I didn't mean to take so long to answer."

Placing the jar of pickles in his basket "Don't worry about it, we just met, and springing a question like that was just rude."

After talking for a little while of conversation we go our own way. I go back and finish my shopping and decide to wait for the bus. At this time I'm too tired to care about the bus' official "pest controller". My head starts to hurt. At that moment the bus shows up.

The bus ride was pretty quiet as a bus can get. I walk in to my apartment building with my wishful thinking that the elevator is working and I won't have to carry these groceries up 20 floors. The grandmas are chilling and gossiping by the elevator area. They say in unison "the elevator is out, honey." That's just fucking fabulous. So I make my way to ascend the grand stairway to my apartment.

I'm in such a bad mood about the elevator, Jack and the date with Ronny I can explode. My hands are holding the bag handles extremely hard it's almost cutting my skin. I'm biting my tongue that I can taste a bit of blood. I see Sonny walking down and he opens his mouth to say something and I snap at him "Nope. Shut up. I don't want to be reminded of you and your brother right now." I'm in a shitty mood."

"Hey that's not fair I did nothing to get snapped at." He glares at me.

I ignore him and after what seems like years I finally get to my floor aget in my apartment, put my bags on the counter, and sigh. I put my groceries away then take my clothes off on my way to take a shower.

Under the light spraying of water I close my eyes and start crying. I spit the blood out of my mouth and look at the deep marks in the palm of my hands, this is me, a mess. I close my eyes and bite my lip crying I try to remind myself that I can do this. Be strong, I don't need to give up. It's okay to cry.

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