If you don't mind me asking. What was it like attending a private school? I've heard of people doing it, just never done it before so, I've always wondered about it. Catalina cringed, memories of him flashing through her mind again. She had made life worth something back then, but everything changed so suddenly. With a sigh, she murmured, "It was horrible, Zoe. Sure, the lessons were fantastic, but the people there were horrible. I did not interact well with them. There was this one boy . . ." She trailed off, her eyes fogging up with reminiscence. She did not continue.
I'm sorry that you couldn't draw at home. But here there are tons of places to draw. Since I love to be outdoors, most of the time I draw at the lake. But if your an indoor person, check out the empty classroom. That is a perfect place to do it. Most of the time your alone too. So no distractions. Catalina shrugged before saying, "I only prefer outside if it is night. If you have noticed, I am very pale. Sunlight is not exactly my best friend. I am burnt very easily. Besides, I am not really fond of heat, either. I could draw in the library, too, if I wanted to take a break from homework or something."
I know a lot about that. A lot more than I wish I did. Catalina nodded knowingly, staring deep into Zoe's eyes. It was odd to be this alike. She had never encountered such familiarity in another person, and one her age as well. The only one that had was a liar. And she could see in Zoe's eyes that she was telling the truth. She had been foolish with him for believing every word he spoke. Poisonous words.
Now trying to get your parents or family's attention. Now that one. I know. I know that one very well. But in the end. It still didn't work. At least not for me. "I wish mine could just leave me alone. It is so frustrating to never have a moment of rest. I do not even know what it means to be relaxed anymore. Actually, I do not think I ever did."
Yea I'm very lucky. So lucky that they make my life a living hell. Starting all kinds of rumors and trying to get me kicked out of school. Yea those are the best. "But," Catalina began slowly, "Family is all you have left when you really get down to it. That is why I have chosen to give my parents the benefit of the doubt. I know they mean well, but good grief! Cut me some slack for goodness' sake!" She blushed at her raised voice and looked down at her hands for a moment. "I apologize. That was unnecessary."
I wouldn't know anything about my family issues. I'm kept out of them. Heck I'm kept out of my entire family. All things good and bad. I only find out things second hand. Catalina was supremely interested in Zoe's life. Although it was different from hers, it seemed also so familiar. "Unfortunately, my parents choose to think our life is perfect. Anything that seems to threaten that perfect is not spoken of at all. Especially with the Death Eaters and the Aurors. They have not chosen a side. But, I do not believe it is because of fear. They merely have chosen to believe that there is no such thing as a Death Eater or an Auror. All myth, or superstition, as Mother says."
I draw pretty much anything. It depends on my mood. But mostly landscapes. I have been told that my drawings are so lifelike that they cannot tell what is real and what is only a picture. "Really?" Catalina's eyebrows raised elegantly in interest. "I draw mainly other people. I have been told that as well by the few who have laid eyes on my work . . . but now, I wonder if he was lying to me." With a frown, she paused to ponder.
Then, rather suddenly, she looked up at Zoe and flashed another fake grin.
I hope that you still feel like you can somewhat have a good time here. I mean school work is good but one has to have a life, also. "Yes, I believe that I will feel that way soon, Zoe. I enjoy school work." She paused, waiting for a surprised comment. "It takes my mind off of my thoughts."
Also I have learned this, if people want to lie on you they will anyway, no matter what you do. So I do like I want. People are going to talk. It will always happen."I usually do not listen to what people say about me. It is their problem if they choose to not like me. I just do not want my parents to find out everything that I do here, Zoe." With a sigh, a trembling pale hand ran through her dark brown waves. "If they do, I will feel trapped here as well. I will never be able to escape."