When the end of the day had nearly arrived Skye and Iris were ready to get some rest. They fell asleep to the sound of rain and with high hopes for the upcoming day. Unlike Iris and Skye, Jade could not fall asleep regardless of her numerous attempts. She stayed in bed for nearly an hour, hoping that she might eventually fall into a deep slumber, but due to her insomnia, all of her attempts came up short.
Fine, I give up, she thought as she walked into the living room. She turned on the television and kept the volume low. She flipped through the various channels hoping that she could find something to watch, and eventually she came upon a movie channel that she knew would keep her occupied for a couple of hours.
As the hours passed Jade grew tired of aimlessly watching movies. She again cursed herself for not being able to fall asleep. If she were sleeping right now like a sane person would be, things would be so much easier. Jade checked the clock. It was almost sunrise. Suddenly, her face lit up with the excitement of a new idea for a painting. Quickly but quietly, she went to the room, put on some suitable clothes, grabbed her case of art supplies and went outside.
The grass was coated in dew and the concrete was slick from last night's rain. Jade grew angry at herself for wearing flip flops, for they did nothing to help her balance. She was trying with all her might to not trip and fall, but that battle was proving to be exceedingly difficult. Furthermore, the more she kept focus on her feet the less she focused on her direction. As she looked she realized that she had lost track of where she was going. She cursed under her breath. This was not what she needed right now.
To make things worse, the longer she walked the heavier her case seemed to be. "Ugh," she groaned, making her way around a corner. As she cried out she crashed into something and felt her feet fly out from under her. "Ow," she muttered, rubbing her eyes. She opened them. All of her art supplies were scattered on the concrete, but that was the last thing she was focused on. What seemed to be a hundred sheets of paper in the air, falling closer and closer to the ground. In front of Jade was a disheveled Sawyer. His expression was a mixture of confusion and shock, and his eyes were focused on the papers falling above. For a while Jade just stared at him, still in disbelief about what had just happened. "I am so sorry!" she finally exclaimed. Sawyer's focus went from the papers to Jade. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Um yeah," she said awkwardly. She felt a piece of paper land on her head and took it. What seemed to be a million words were scrawled on it, but they were so small she could barely make it out. "Is this yours?"
He nodded. "Yeah," he took it and quickly began to pick up all of the papers that had landed on the ground. Jade, feeling guilty, began to help him. "Thanks," he muttered as she gave him a handful of papers. He looked over at her supplies which were still sprawled out on the ground. "Is your stuff alright?"
Oh right, my supplies! She hadn't given them any thought until now. She picked up her supplies and looked at them closely. Thankfully they hadn't endured any major damage, just a few scratches here and there. "They're fine," she answered, putting them back in their case. She brushed off her clothes and stood up. "What are you doing up this early anyway?" she asked.
Sawyer stuffed his papers in a folder and got back on his feet. "Couldn't sleep," he muttered.
"Me either," Jade said. Everything became quiet again. "I was just coming out here to paint," she said, trying to break the silence.
"I think the paintbrushes gave away that much," Sawyer said to her, "Realism, right?"
"What?" Jade asked.
"Realism. Isn't that what you like?"
She nodded hesitantly. "How did you know?"
He shrugged. "Realism is about being exact. It's all about precision and detail. It's kind of like you."
Jade gave him a surprised look. He was more perceptive than she had originally thought. All that time she thought he was ignoring her, he might've actually been listening.
Then, in the sky behind Sawyer, Jade began to see a trickle of light. The sun was peeking out from the ground, gradually getting higher and higher. At the base of the dark sky there was a soft peach color that was beginning to take over.
Sawyer turned around to see what she was looking at. "Is that what you were waiting for too?" he asked her.
She nodded. "Yeah, it was."
"Well, you might as well go now before it's over."
"Aren't you going to come too?" Jade asked him.
"No, I have to get these things in order again," he said, gesturing towards his papers.
"Oh, right. . ." Jade murmured. "Well, goodbye."
Sawyer gave a slight wave of the hand and walked away.
Well that was. . .interesting.