Paris At Midnight (H.S)

Chapter Six

Violets POV

I was currently sitting in class. I was trying to find inspiration. I really wanted to make a minimalist line painting. I couldn't decide what though. After my night last night, my mind had been a little flustered. Confused at the least. I didn't know why I let him touch me. I hated it.

I tried to take my thoughts away from it when the perfect distraction came to me. My teacher walked up to me and put her hand on my shoulder so I would look at her.

"Violet I need you to speak to me after class." She said with a smile down at me.

I was really confused. Was I in trouble? Fuck. I sure hope not. I don't think I did anything. Then again, who fucking knows. I was always in shit somehow. Wether it be my doing or someone else's. I mean, I doubt she would smile at me if I was in some wave of trouble.

I just nodded with a smile. She turned and walked from me. Then with that, the bell rang. I grabbed my things and walked to her desk and I couldn't help the slight nervousness that was in my mind. I was nervous. I hated getting in trouble.

I hated when people were upset with me.

Snapping away from my thoughts when the teachers voice broke through my thoughts. "Mrs.Monet, we have gotten a call from the Louvre Museum." She spoke with a slight smile pulling at her lips.

My heart stopped. The Louvre Museum. One of the most famous art gallery's in Paris. I didn't know what to say. Why does this involve me? I couldn't help but ponder the question in my head. That was until her words broke through my thoughts once again.

"They choose four students every year to showcase a piece of art of theirs in the gallery for their huge banquet." She continued on.

I paused her mid sentence. "Excuse me for interrupting but what does this have to do with me?" I question curiously.

She smiles brightly at me. "Well Violet you have been chosen to show a piece of your work! They called after looking through students and you have been chosen! Congrats Violet." She smiled kindly at me.

I was excited but extremely confused. For the fact that this was my first year in college and I hadn't even done any work yet outside of being in college. Why me? I didn't have an interesting resume or anything even remotely close to a amazing and skilled artist. I had no loops in my belt. No experience. I had no idea as to why I would be chosen.

I just smiled snd thanked her. Then I walked out fumbling for my phone to call Calum.

I kept walking as I finally hit the call button. He picked up fast. Only letting the phone ring twice. "Hey Vi, Whats up?" his voice calmed me down slightly of all the nerves that had been building.

"Sorry I know your probably in class but I have news." I spoke slowly. Not sounding extremely excited but thats because I still have no idea why I was chose.

I heard a slight chuckle through the phone. "Vi. You don't have to say sorry, I was just leaving class. Anyway, What news?" I could here the shuffling of him walking out of class.

"Well, My teacher just told me I have been chosen to show a piece of my artwork at The Louvre Museum for their banquet they are holding." I tried to sound happy about it. I mean it was a crazy and exciting opportunity, but I didn't deserve it. There was probably someone out there who has been working their life for a opportunity like this. Here I am doing nothing to obtain it.

So no, I wasn't to happy about it.

"Are you kidding thats fucking amazing Vi!" He sounded more excited than I was. Maybe as excited as I was suppose to be.

I couldn't help but let go of the breath I was holding. The breath I didn't even know I was holding. "Yeah, It really is." My words felt dull.

Calum caught on to my tone of voice. I know he did.
"Whats wrong? Aren't you you excited?" He questions.

"I mean it's crazy and I can't believe it. I want it but I feel like I don't deserve it Cal. I didn't do anything to get into that banquet. What art did I display lately that would get me in there? It makes no sense." I couldn't help but starting a rant when be asked the simple question. To me it wasn't a simple question. "Not even just that. Some people work their fucking whole lives for an offer like this. Who's to say I deserve it just as much as though people? I don't." I couldn't help but sigh when I was done with my mouthful.

I could hear the silentness between us. He didn't know what to say. I didn't either though. I just felt un-worthy of this chance though.

"Vi...You deserve every ounce of this. Do not put yourself below others who could have gotten the same opportunity. You deserve this just as much as they would. You have been in love with art for as long as I can remember. Stop selling yourself short." He talked with a stern love. I know he hates when I don't give myself credit, but I really did not deserve this. I didn't do anything to earn it.

My lungs took a sharp inhale from this conversation and I just quietly spoke. "Yeah. I guess. Thanks Calum. I'll talk to you later alright?" That was all I could manage to tell him.

I could tell his voice picked up a bit, Meaning he was a bit happier with how the call was ending. "Okay Violet. Talk later." Then with the last words from Calum. He hung up and I called a Uber. Then I started walking to my uber.

When I got outside I saw someone leaning against a car door. I couldn't tell who it was but I didn't care to know. I was too engulfed in my own thoughts that I couldn't begin to focus on anything else.

Suddenly all the thoughts racing through my head came to a halt at the sound of a voice. A voice I have heard before. A voice that made my nerves immediately spike.

"Are you not even going to say hi to me Mrs.Monet?" The thick English accent spoke.

Fuck me.