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Ivory shyly smiled back, watching Cecilia leave. She quietly sighed. She didn't want to make Cecilia worry. She just see it in her eyes which made her feel worse. She wanted to go make it up to her, but to her it seemed best to just stay where she was. Ivory quietly looked back down at her sketchbook, the page she was opened to. She seemed to stare at it forever, her brain slowly trying to think. She looked up at the table and grabbed her pencil. Quietly twirling in her hand, she thought to herself. What was she drawing? She stop twirling her pencil and looked at the mess on the page. Surprisingly, to her, she saw two faces in it. She could make out two very familiar faces. James and Cecilia. Her two 'friends'. She started at it more, carefully letting her eyes trace the lines that were sketched sloppily. Why did she start drawing them? She quietly thought to herself. Out of all people, they stood out to her the most. They were the friendliest people she's met. She let out a sigh, placing her pencil to the paper, and quietly following the trace marks to continue the drawing.