Coco was still shy as always as she walked into the art room. She set up her canvas and looked at it tilting her head trying to figure out what she was going to paint that day. She sighed, then sat down on the couch in the art room, she frowned and looked down at the couch and its' colors. Thinking.. colors.. the thought was forming, but it was stuck in Coco's head and refused to come out at the moment. She leaned her head down and looked up at the tan color ceiling, that was streaked with brown lines. There were colors all around Coco every day of her life, but for some reason right now Coco didn't feel like she could connect with any of them. She sighed sooner or later some spark would come to her, it normally did, unless Coco was having a bad day. Then she would just go back to her dorm room to hide and cry. Coco missed Calypso so much, she hadn't seen her in a while and it made Coco sad.
Lady Aria Starstone
