Tara walks to her next class slowly ..not having a soul to talk to ...she listened to her music having no other choice and slung ehr bag over her shoulder and headed to art .....this was the one class she liked ...she she walked to ehr class sat down and instantly began to draw ..she drew coffins and skulls ..... and her teacher never mindered on bit he always encouraged her to continue with her artistic talent..so she did...she sat at the back of the class....un packed her bag and bput manson on again ...and mouthed the words noot saying them loudly and nodded as she drew "
she took a quick glance at the boys work then looked back to hers ...hoping her didnt see her look at his work ...she started to sketch a blak angel of death ...and began to draw its wings....she continued to mouth the words to the song she listened to but looked at the boy as he becan to draw ....but tried not to make it look liek she was watchign him ..interested in his drawings.."