Yellow(HerWong)

CHAPTER-13

Deanna couldn't help but be relived that she didn't have any classes when she woke up. All her other roommates did, though, so it was only her and Carly in the apartment. She realized that the younger girl loved sunsets when she was awoken by a soft voice.

"Didi," Carly whispered, tapping Deanna's arm softly. "Didi, look."

Deanna groaned, wiping her eyes and checking the time. Earlier than she was used to. She yawned, sitting up and looking over at Carly. The small girl was sitting on the edge of Deanna's bed and gazing through the window only a few feet away. She turned around with a wide smile on her face when she heard Deanna sit up.

"Look, Didi, look at the sky," she chimed, pointing to the window. Deanna couldn't help but smile at Carly's excitement this early in the morning. She crawled next to the girl and widened her eyes when she saw just what Carly was looking at.

"It's pretty," Deanna whispered. The sunrise was amazing that morning. It was bright orange, illuminating the sky and even leaving orange tinted streaks of light across the floor of Deanna's bedroom. There were flecks of pink sprinkled throughout, too. If the sky was this gorgeous every morning, Deanna wouldn't mind waking up so early.

Carly nodded softly. "Colorful," she added, turning to Deanna with a genuine smile. Deanna laughed quietly and ran a hand through her messy morning hair. Carly's comment suddenly gave her an idea and she stood up.

"I'm gonna go get something, okay? I'll be right back."

Carly turned to look at her, concerned. She held up her pinky finger and bit her lip. "Promise?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Of course," Deanna smiled and locked their fingers together. She pointed out the window. "See that black car, right there?" she asked. Carly nodded. "I've gotta get something from inside it, but then I'm coming right back up here."

"Okay," Carly smiled softly. She stood up and pressed her palms against the window. "I will wave to you."

Giggling, Deanna nodded. "I'll wave back," she laughed. Carly watched her as Deanna slipped out of the room, and then Deanna was soon on her way down the stairs of their apartment building.

Normally, she wouldn't leave the apartment in her pajamas. But Carly made her do crazy things, and for some reason she didn't mind it. Once she was in the parking lot, she looked up, trying to see if she could find where their apartment window was. She noticed a flash of white and giggled, waving back to Carly from the ground.

She probably looked like an idiot in the moment, but Deanna could care less. She finally got to her car and popped her trunk, gathering the easel and paints she'd borrowed from her professor. Locking her car, she jogged back into the building.

Before she could even get her key in the door, it was flung open. Deanna giggled when she saw Carly smiling widely on the other side.

"I saw you! You waved!" Carly chimed. Deanna nodded and slipped inside the apartment. She made her way over to the wall of windows in the back of the room and began setting up her supplies. Carly followed close behind.

"What is this?" Carly asked. She bent down and picked up a paintbrush, waving it back and forth in front of Deanna's face. Deanna quickly took it from her and laughed.

"My paintbrush," she set the brush on the sill of her easel. She began opening the tubes of paint and mixing small drops together to create the colors she needed. Carly watched in awe.

"You are painting?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. Deanna nodded.

"I'm painting the sky," she pointed to the window and then down to the colors in her palette. "That way I don't forget it."