Let's Test My Artistic Skills {KENDALL LOVE}

Denica sat at a bench, leaning over the table. Loud music from Snow Patrol emitted from the big radio on the table. She was close to jumping on the table and dancing, but she contained herself. There were a few people in the Arts & Crafts building, and almost all of them were shooting her nasty looks. The thought of turning down the music didn't even occur to her.

Denica donned a Snow Patrol t-shirt, torn skinny jeans, and Nike high tops. Her usual outfit. In front of her were papers, all stacked neatly. To her left was a stack of finished sketches. To her right, clean paper. Directly in front, her current sketch. In her hand was a piece of graphite. It wasn't much of a pencil anymore. She had used much of it. Denica had been sitting at the table for hours. All of the sketches were random things. She was having one of her flash back days. During one of these days, she would spazz out and draw random scenes from her history.

She looked so distracted, and her electric blue eyes were foggy and distant. Her expression plain. The sketch she was working on was from a few weeks before. Sitting in the Freedom Cave. It was a favorite memory, and even when she drew this, Denica's blank expression turned into a smile.