Chapter 35. Dr*gged

I kept smiling the entire ride home, even though my stomach was all tangled up in a bunch of nerves. I was so nervous and excited and wrapped up in my thoughts that I had not realised that we had gotten home until Justin pointed it out.

“Don’t be so nervous. You did okay. It takes a lot of courage to do what you did,” I muttered to myself as I walked upstairs to my room.

I was trying to calm myself down, but it was hard, so instead of lying down on my inviting bed, I dropped my bag and headed for the studio.

Halfway down the stairs, my mind kind of came back to its current state, and I was suddenly aware of how icky I felt, so I turned around to my room so I could take a shower first before I headed down to the studio.

What I wanted to be a short bath ended up being a thirty-minute one, and it was really what I didn’t know I needed. I was much calmer now, but my hands still itch. The intense need to paint something was really strong, and I could feel my hands