Sketch POV

I walk into my first period class which was History.

I sit in my assigned seat next to Taylor and write down the homework. Which said:

Partner project

Which I was confused about but maybe the teacher will talk about it.

Taylor then comes in right when the bell rings and takes his seat.

"Okay class. Today I will be assigning you a partner for a project you will be doing" mrs. Simpson says

Oh no

I was nervous as in to who will be my partner

She started saying partners names then said I was pared up with shawn.

Wait what shawn no.

I hate him. He's part of that group. What I hate is that he's cute and I might like him but I can't. And I hate confronting it.

"Okay pair up with your partners" mrs Simpson says

Taylor leaves to his partner and I sigh

"Um. Hi. I'm shawn" he says sitting next to me

"They c- call m-me s-sk-sketch" I stutter

"So I've heard" he smiles

I pick up my glasses from slipping down my nose

"You don't have to do anything in the project. I-it's okay. I-I w-will wr-write you're n-name on I-it" I say

"But that's not fair" he says

"I-it's f-fine. I a-always d-do th-that" I say. I really need to stop stuttering when I talk to these guys

"When can you come to my house?" shawn asks

"I-I h-have t-to t-take care of my b-brother a-after school. My m-mom comes home at 6:00 and my d-dad at 6:30." I explain

"We can work at your house" he suggests

"No" I say which seems a little to quickly

I'm not embarrassed as in to where I live. It's not like I can do anything about it. But then he will tell his friends. His friends will tell the school and they will make fun of me for being poor even though it's true.

"Um. I-I w-will t-t-talk t-to my mom a-and see w-what she says" I explain looking down not making eye contact

"Okay. Cool. Want to exchange numbers" he asks

I nod my head and we do as said. The bell rings and I leave the class quickly.

x skip to after sketch's family dinner x

In dinner my family doesn't talk. They don't talk either way. My parents. Mostly dad. Are depressed from my sisters death.

Yes I had a identical twin sister who passed away. I miss her more than ever.

I walk in to my mom's room who is folding her clothes

"Um. Mom" I say softly

"Yes sketch" she sighs

"My history teacher assigned me with a partner for a project" I start

She nods her head as in to going on

"I was wondering when we can work on the project" I say

"Well not here because I'm not here to keep an eye on you. So it's going to have to be either library or his house and I hope his parents will be home" she says

I nod my head

"But I can talk to one of Ethan's friend's mom if he can go with them so you won't have to take him" she says

I nod my head

"So you can go. But be home by dinner time " she says

"Thank you mom" I say kissing her cheek

I leave her room and sigh. I text shawn I can go tomorrow and get ready for bed.

Which I ended up not going to bed. My parents were up arguing all night which Ethan ANd I call the terror nights.

Ethan ends up sleeping over in my room. I tell him a story about my sister a Grace since he doesn't remember her.

"Sketch. It's terror night" he says half in my room

"Come In Ethan. " I say

He sits on my bed and looks at the drawing on my wall

"They need color" he says

"I don't like to color" I say

"Why?" he asks

"Ready for a Grace story" I say

He nods his head excitedly

We time out our parents who are yelling

xxx

"Can I help" Grace asks

"No. You're going to mess up the drawing" I say

I was drawing a bouquet of roses

"But I wanna do something" she pouts

At this time we were 8yrs old

"Fine. Since I'm not good a coloring it. You can color it" I say

"Yay"

She sits next to me and helps me

We wrote our names in the bottom

"Want to give it to mom" I ask her

"Yeah. She'll be happy" Grace says

We go to the kitchen

"Mommy. We made you something" I say

"Really now" she smiles

"I helped" Grace says

"Did you now" my mom says

She sits down on a chair and looks at the drawing

"Wow. This is beautiful. Girls. I love it" my mom says hugging us both

"I'm going to put it right here" she says getting a magnet and putting it on the refrigerator

I give Grace a high five

Since then I always liked how Grace colored. She progressed as well as me in drawings. We worked on as we called "master pieces"

xxx

When I finish the story I notice Ethan fell asleep. My parents were still arguing and know I wouldn't be able to sleep with there stupid yelling so I decide to write poem

Maybe if
I wonder if
It would be better if
No one would care if
But what if
Have you ever wondered if
Because I wonder if
Do you know what 'if' is

I end up writing poems like that all night until 3:00 and my parents went to sleep and so did I.