Sigrid satt ved pulten sin i ett av de varme og støyende klasserommene på Nydalen Videregående Skole.

Sigrid sat at her desk in one of the warm and noisy classrooms at Nydalen Videregående Skole.

Hun hørte ikke helt etter hva læreren sa.

She wasn't really listening to what the teacher was saying.

Tankene hennes fløy vekk til sommeren som nærmet seg raskt.

Her thoughts drifted away to the summer that was quickly approaching.

Rundt henne snakket klassekamerater om turer, festivaler og lange kvelder ved sjøen.

Around her, classmates talked about trips, festivals, and long evenings by the sea.

Men Sigrid hadde noe annet i tankene.

But Sigrid had something else on her mind.

Hun hadde nylig oppdaget en interesse for maling og ønsket å fordype seg i kunsten.

She had recently discovered an interest in painting and wanted to immerse herself in art.

Men samtidig bet tanken om å bruke sommeren sammen med vennene seg fast i hjertet hennes.

Yet, the thought of spending the summer with friends also tugged at her heart.

Ved siden av henne satt Johan og Elise.

Next to her sat Johan and Elise.

De diskuterte ivrig en campingtur ved innsjøen.

They were eagerly discussing a camping trip by the lake.

Johan, alltid full av energi, snakket om å låne kanoer og tilbringe nettene rundt leirbål med gitarspill.

Johan, always full of energy, talked about borrowing canoes and spending nights around campfires with guitar music.

Elise planla allerede hvilke filmer de skulle se sammen på den bærbare datamaskinen under stjernene.

Elise was already planning which movies they would watch together on the laptop under the stars.

"Du blir med oss, ikke sant, Sigrid?

"You're coming with us, right, Sigrid?"

" spurte Johan og ga henne et vennlig dytt.

Johan asked, giving her a friendly nudge.

Elise nikket ivrig, hennes krøllete hår danset rundt ansiktet.

Elise nodded eagerly, her curly hair dancing around her face.

Sigrid smilte, men en del av henne var usikker.

Sigrid smiled, but part of her was uncertain.

Dette var hennes siste sommerferie før de alle gikk videre til forskjellige steder etter videregående.

This was her last summer vacation before they all went their separate ways after high school.

Hun ville bruke tiden godt, men hun følte også at maling ga henne noe spesielt.

She wanted to make good use of the time, but she also felt that painting gave her something special.

Hun lengtet etter flere timer med lerret og pensel, og det kom en mulighet for et kunstverksted i byen.

She longed for more hours with canvas and brush, and there was an opportunity for an art workshop in the city.

"Jeg vet ikke," svarte Sigrid usikkert, "Jeg har tenkt på å begynne med å male.

"I don't know," Sigrid answered uncertainly, "I've been thinking about starting to paint."

"Elise så overrasket ut.

Elise looked surprised.

"Oj, det visste jeg ikke.

"Oh, I didn't know that.

Men det kan du jo gjøre senere, ikke sant?

But you can do that later, right?

Sommeren er perfekt for å være sammen.

Summer is perfect for being together."

"Sigrid visste at Elise hadde rett, men det var noe annet hun også ønsket sterkt.

Sigrid knew that Elise was right, but there was something else she also wanted dearly.

"Jeg vurderer å delta i et kunstverksted.

"I'm considering attending an art workshop.

Det høres spennende ut.

It sounds exciting."

"Johan hevet et øyenbryn.

Johan raised an eyebrow.

"Er det noe du virkelig vil gjøre?

"Is it something you really want to do?"

"Sigrid tok et dypt pust.

Sigrid took a deep breath.

Hun visste at dette var øyeblikket hun måtte være ærlig.

She knew this was the moment she had to be honest.

"Ja, virkelig.

"Yes, really.

Jeg vil veldig gjerne lære å male bedre.

I'd love to learn to paint better.

Men jeg vil heller ikke miste tid med dere.

But I also don't want to miss out on time with you."

"Det ble stille et øyeblikk mellom dem.

There was a moment of silence between them.

Så la Elise en hånd på skulderen hennes.

Then Elise placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Vi forstår," sa hun mykt.

"We understand," she said softly.

"Vi vil jo bare at du skal være lykkelig.

"We just want you to be happy."

"Johan nikket og smilte stort.

Johan nodded and smiled widely.

"Kom, vi finner en måte å gjøre begge deler på!

"Come on, we'll find a way to do both!

Vi vil fortsatt ha kvelder ved sjøen.

We'll still have evenings by the sea.

Kanskje kan du bli med noen ganger etter verkstedet?

Maybe you can join us sometimes after the workshop?"

"Lettelsen skylte over Sigrid.

Relief washed over Sigrid.

"Det ville vært fantastisk," sa hun, takknemlig.

"That would be fantastic," she said, grateful.

Sigrid følte seg styrket ettersom hun skjønte at hun ikke bare hadde uttrykt sitt ønske, men at hun også hadde blitt forstått og støttet.

Sigrid felt empowered as she realized she had not only expressed her desire but had also been understood and supported.

Hun så nå frem til en sommer full av kunst og vennskap.

She now looked forward to a summer full of art and friendship.

Nydalen Videregående Skole var i ferd med å bli stillere, men inne i Sigrids hjerte var det nå roligere enn noensinne.

Nydalen Videregående Skole was becoming quieter, but inside Sigrid's heart, it was now calmer than ever.

Sammen gikk de ut i den solfylte skolegården, klare til å starte sommeren.

Together, they walked out into the sunny schoolyard, ready to start the summer.

En sommer der Sigrid allerede hadde gjort sitt første lille kunstverk: et liv i balanse mellom drømmer og venner.

A summer where Sigrid had already made her first little work of art: a life balanced between dreams and friends.