Celeste followed, "Where's his office?".
"Psych ward. I'll show you".
Celeste got in her car and we started the drive to the hospital.
Ben
"Since we have finished the basics and everyone seems to have their books in order," Mrs Altridge took a second, "We'll be able to start the real part of the course. We have tried a magnitude of small projects, you will be able to create what you want with whatever the two week long theme is. The first theme will be in your papers I gave you."
Everyone started discussing. I looked at the paper she gave us, the theme was apathy. I started making sketches in my book. I decided this week I would do a large drawing with the giant set of Copic markers Ly got me.
Looking around, I realized everyone had their group. I had a table to my own in the back of the room.
Mrs Altridge walked over, "Benjamin, still all alone back here?".
I smirked, "I prefer it that way. Let's me focus more".
"You talk a lot in class?".
"No, I was pretty quiet I like to think. My multiple suspensions may say otherwise" I joked.
She laughed a little, "Wanna show me your sketch?".
I handed her my book, "It's nothing big yet".
"I see a profile drawing of a man, grabbing his face and stretching it out".
I nodded, "I plan on using traditional pen and ink and Copic markers".
"That sounds good," Mrs Altridge took a second, "Where did this come from? Just the definition of apathy? Or an experience?".
"Im diagnosed with severe depression and I tried to kill myself twice. What do you think?".
"I like your style Benjamin, you'll make a good artist" She smirked as she walked to another group.
She's a fun teacher to joke around with. I never felt that good about a teacher, they were all a bunch of assholes in normal schooling.
Lylah
"What you got today artist man?".
I sent her a picture of my sketch.
Lylah
"Looks disgusting, gonna make it that way?".
Ben
"Maybe. Haven't decided yet. Theme is apathy, teacher seems to like it".
Lylah
"My dad made sure your course and teacher is something you'd like. Seems like he hit the tail on the ass".
Ben
"Your dad is a saint"
Lylah
"DONT tell him that, it'll boost his ego"
I smirked. I pulled my smokes out, grabbed my sketchbook, and went out on the balcony.
I smoked as I made edits to my sketch.
"Hey, Mr lonely".
For Aaron
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