css by mellie
Vi awkwardly shuffles down the crowded school hallway, her sketchbook grasped firmly in her hands. Only one more class until swim practice.
she thinks to herself. After a long hard day of being invisible, nothing felt better to the adolescent Aisha's skin than to be completely immersed in the pool. Surrounded by water, there was little room for her own pestering thoughts. The pool. Her sketchbook. The only two things in the whole world that could calm her. Who really needed anything else?