The Trust Test

Chapter One

The light outside was dim, but little slivers of it shone through the seams of my curtain. I rolled off the comfort of my bed reluctantly and stood up. I bundled my tangled hair into a messy bun on the top of my head and secured with a ribbon.

"Charlia! You ready? Breakfast is on the table!" My mother called out from downstairs. I slipped on my high waisted shorts and a tight tank top. Then I unlocked and opened the window. It's kind of chilly today. I took a knitted, long sleeved crop top and threw it on. A minute later, my wavy, chestnut blonde hair was rolling off my shoulders in an edgy but elegant fashion.

I started to walk down the stairs two at a time. A minute later I was gobbling up vanilla pancakes and fresh blueberries by the second. "Is it time for the bus yet?" I popped my head up from my scarfing down breakfast mood. My brother, Caleb slumped down the stairs with bags under his eyes. I glanced at him and choked on my blueberry. "What trashed your bed today?"

He sent me a death glare, earning a chuckle from me and a competing glare from Mom. She really has got eyes on the back of her head... Anyway, I swallowed the last pieces of pancake and rushed off to grab my phone, wallet and dashed out of the door-not before slipping my walking shoes on, though.

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"I'm the new transfer student, Charlia Garter. Can you give me my class schedule?" I charmingly handed my Identity card to the receptionist after I walked into the school foyer, an hour early. Roseburn Academy...

"Thank you, darlin', my name is Lorna. You can call me the receptionist! Here's your class schedule, and you can ask anyone where the classrooms are!" She hands me a laminated piece of paper, with neat, printed writing informing me where exactly I needed to go.

I dipped my head. "Thank you, miss."

She clapped in delight. "Oh! So polite!" I looked up a little with a small grin and saw her looking extremely pleased, as if I just did a midair somersault. "Now head off, dear, you might want to find your assigned locker."

I walked off in my normal, graceful position in search of A108, my locker number. After ten minutes, I caught a glimpse of my locker units. A108. Well, it wasn't THAT hard to find it, since there were only units A and B. The school wasn't really that big. I headed to class after I found all my books inside my locker, with my name printed on each cover.

I gingerly knocked on the door with my spare hand. "Comin'!" I lady with paint splotched on her apron appeared at the door, and instantly, I noticed all the psychadellic patterns and colors on the walls of the room. "I'm assuming you are Charlia Garter, and you have art next?" The woman greeted me with a warm smile.

I nodded shyly. SO not my true personality. "I hope so."

The woman's grin only broadened. "I'm Ms Wilson. Your new art teacher. It's great to meet you, Charlia. Do you want to wait inside?"

"I sure would. Are we going to be painting anything this semester?" I inquired, entering the room carefully, so as not to run into random paint puddles. I took a seat on a high stool next to a bright blue and green table.

Ms Wilson shrugged. "Maybe a bit. Do you specifically like any style of painting?"

"Yeah, I kind of like detailed painting and neutral colors... Is that a genre?" I giggled.

Ms Wilson chuckled. "Alright. I think the class is starting to arrive now. We'll have small talk some other day."

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"And, to the courtesy of our new student, Charlia Garter, we shall be painting detailed images with neutral colors!" Ms Wilson announced as the class settled in. I panicked slightly, seeing as there were forty or so of people my age, sitting not-so-patiently in their high stools. Some students shot me stares and polite waves. Hopefully they would want to be my friends. I especially noticed a tan-skinned girl (not to be racist) smiling at me. She had a sleek jawbone and thin physique which appealed to my eyes. Her copper brown hair was shoulder length, and straight, but volumed. I guess I just thought she was familiar to me. She looked very much like my cousin, Talia Newtown.

I was snapped out of my thoughts and back to earth when I heard a sharp voice utter my name. "Charlia? I asked you if you would enjoy this topic!" Ms Wilson questioned.

"Oh, yeah! Of course I like painting with neutral colors." I brightened, jumping in my seat. That received several snorts and rude mocks.

"Oh Charlia, it's your first day. You can't be going around all bored and daydreaming ALREADY, can you? I'll let you off this time, it's still day." Ms Wilson tutted.

Ms Wilson clapped her hands to regain everyone's attention. "OKAY, guys, lets begin by sketching an image, portrait or anything you want. You have the rest of the class to work on these sketches. The paper's on the counter, and the pencils are on my desk. Remember, in art there are NO MISTAKES!" She encourages, motioning to a stack of crisp, white sketchbook paper and a tray of pencils.

I took a minute to think of what I wanted to sraw, and then an idea popped into my mind. A great idea. Then I spent forty five minutes sketching the image and refining the last details. At the end of class, I handed the sheet to Ms Wilson, and she took a glance at it and she gasped. She held it up for everyone to see.

"This, my dears. This, is a masterpiece." And with that, she slid it into a frame and passed it back to me. "You can keep it," she whispered hoarsly.

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Hi readers,

hope you all enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it, and as you know, if you read my other books, I don't write very long chapters, but I'll try to improve on this story. I will not be very quick at updating, because of going to a new school and all these homework assignment that I yet have to complete, fault to my principal... So sorry! Kay, so I created the cover using the Wattpad Cover Creator, but if you can make any new covers, please send them to me and I'll try and change my current cover. Credit goes to anyone who helps out and gives me stuff for the story. Please leave comments if you liked or didn't like the plotline, or chapter, and please vote/recommend/comment again, or all of those! Thanks for reading!

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