Forest City Book 5 Chapter 3 -Art School-

    Monty poked his head up from the bus seat and waved, he had our botany project in his hands and they turned out lovely. Monty chose yellow (ugh), blue, green, and pink for the color choices.

    "The color was originally supposed to be red for the last one, but somehow ended up being pink," Monty began, "Just goes to show you how cheap food dye can be."

    I waved at Toni and she waved back, music blasting in her ears or so I thought. She actually didn't have music in her ears this time and was texting someone.

    "Do you think that you can help me out with something?" I asked Monty.

    "Yeah what is it?" He questioned.

    "I'm wondering if Clove ever had painting classes with your mom?"

    "My mom held an art club one time, but not that I remember."

    "Oh, because Clove mentioned in her diary something about paintings and learning about art and all that art nonsense."

    "It's not nonsense, but I could check out my mom's old studio and ask my dad about it"

    "Which dad?"

    "Biological, he likes to collect paintings, mostly ones that my mom made and/or paintings of her that people have done, more specifically her students."

    "Students?"

    "She used to teach art at a university in... Jungle City? Or it was Savannah? It was when I was super little."

    "Definitely not where Clove went. Is it okay if I come over after school, to ask some questions?"

    "Can I read the diary? Or the entry?"

    "You can read the entry, some of the diary is more personal, you know."

    "Of course," Monty finished the conversation, "Just put a bookmark where it starts and finishes."

     I passed the diary over after putting two bookmarks, that I had gotten at the library for free, in between pages 240 and 243.

    "And you can come over after school, anytime, except next Thursday."

    "The 14th? What's that day?"

    Monty's eyes began to tear up a bit, but he continued, "That was mom's birthday."

    "I understand." I finished.

    Monty leaned his head up against my shoulder and I put my head on his.