This choice: Veruca admits does the same thing. • Go Back...Chapter #5Veruca admits she does the same thing. by: FloatingHigh   "T-That was...just an assignment." Violet said in an attempt to cover her tracks. That was her sketchbook. The sketchbook. The one that held only the best drawings, as the material the cover was made of was rather expensive. When Veruca didn't respond, she sighed, and started to pack up. This was it. Her luck had run out, and her best friend was going to laugh at her, possibly run away with the notebook to show anyone and everyone she could.
"I...I..." Veruca was staring down at the drawing in her hands. She shook her head, "I thought I was the only one who did this..." She said with a whisper.
Violet blinked a few times, confused, "What?"
Veruca set Violet's sketchbook down, and turned to her own bag. She pulled out a tattered old composition notebook, clearly worn from use. Inside were pages upon pages of drawings, each one of her in a different situation of becoming a blueberry. She handed it to Violet, who took it with a shaking hand.
"I thought I'd never get to share this secret with anyone." Veruca admits.
"Wow..." Violet looked over the drawings one by one. Some were simply test drawings, but others were full scenes, each of Veruca swelling up like a blueberry, just as Violet had wanted. "These are really good." She said with a smile.
"I have more at home, if you wanted to see." Veruca said.
"I'd love that! We could draw things together!" Violet said.
"After you give me the answers to the homework." Veruca said with a playful smirk.
Violet couldn't help but giggle at that, "Veruca, I told you I won't bail you out all the time." She said with a smile, turning back to her work.
The two giggled through the rest of the day, comparing fantasies with each other.
"I never thought of bursting out of clothing before." Veruca whispered, hoping the others wouldn't hear them.
"It happened in a dream once. I couldn't get off of it since. I think it's rather silly, with buttons flying all over." Violet whispered back.
"I'll have to draw it sometime. Maybe-" Veruca was cut off rather suddenly by the teacher 'Shh!'ing the both of them. They simply giggled, and went back to their hushed conversation.
The day having drawn to a close, Violet and Veruca waited for Veruca's father to pick them up. They sat on a bench, just outside of the school. The two were looking over their drawings, when out of the corner of Violet's eye, she saw a man, dressed rather silly, walking up the sidewalk.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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