two doors down

art class

y/n pov
"so what is she like" monica asks talking about lizzie as we sat down at break at one of the tables in the cafeteria.

"oh she's very nice, she helped me get the beer and durry's for dad last night" i said playing with the food on my lunch tray.

"your father is still making you get that shit" moni asked sighing. i nodded shrugging.
"and your mother how's she"

"last i herd, ohio" 

"she can't run forever" monica assures but i know we both know she will do anything to stay outta my life.

monica and i walk into the art rooms and instantly i feel better. we take our seats at a bench brining out our projects.

she has much better time management then me and had finished her drawing a couple days ago.

hers was a similar vibe to mine however it was of the statue of liberty all smashed and fallen into the water.

both of our drawings were well done and exactly what the teacher wanted.

"now in this class we know never to be ashamed of your work so here is a box of thumb tacks go stick them up on the walls make our own art gallery" sir explains.

slowly  everyone crowded around the box grabbing one and trying to find a spare space of wall.

"amazing as always girls" the teacher says coming up behind us as we pinned ours up just looking at it. "i have a competition for you girls if your interested"

we both spin around looking at him shocked.

"it's in the city this weekend. if your parents cannot take you im sure we can work something out but it would be amazing if you two wanted to enter a couple pieces" the man further explains.

monica and i look at eachother with a loss of words.

"is there an entree fee?"i questioned as this was the main decision maker. because if it was to much money there was no way i would be able to go.

"no it's all paid for by the university where it's run. see me after class for the notes" he smiles walking away to look at the other students works.

we have our little moment monica squealing quietly while i'm just shocked.

eventually however moni grabs my hand pulling me to look at other peoples works. like always there's some kids that just drew something simple with kids colouring pencils. there was a couple other really detailed drawings. a couple only a sketch out of lead. but it was nice to see what everyone else made from the prompt

"back to your desks and i will give this weeks prompt" as it was only tuesday we had another week to do this however monica and i would most likely have to do a couple other projects for the competition.

"portray your inner thoughts through a piece" he projects the title on the whiteboard and instantly i knew mine was going to be chaotic.  whatever i made.

he went through a couple slides showing some inspiration and i knew i wanted to do a sculpture. monica looked at me with the same idea.

after sir let us get working we asked if we could go to the next room to grab the clay.

"of course. you do what you need to do. im exited" he smiles encouragingly.

"dark inner thoughts, childhood trauma, curious words. where you going with this one brainbox" monica asks knowing i'm already thinking of ideas.

"i feel like i wanna make mine little dark" i say lifting a packet of clay out of the cupboard and heaving it onto a table waiting for monica's response.

"oooo the good stuff what you thinking"  moni asks doing the same. "cause i'm doing unsolved childhood trauma, going more emotional than usual"

"you will portray that perfectly, as for me. i don't know yet i'm thinking of doing a person with a hand over there mouth kinda held down, like society's standards and just getting overall held down by life. there will be tears in the eyes im thinking black and that can swirl above in a chaotic thought sorta thing i'll have to use wire for it. i don't know i think i'll have to sketch something first." i ramble trying to think of something really good. it has to be emotional and meaningful

"look at you go all proper imma throw some shit together" monica rolls up her sleeves getting into it while i bring out my sketch book again. designing a couple things.

soon enough the bell goes and i finalised my idea. going to start it tomorrow. the class clears out after cleaning up and monica and i go to sir.

"hey girls. here are the notes. get a parent to sign them and hand them back to me as soon as possible" he passes us the information filled white sheets

"there are a couple sections you guys aren't eligible for. but it's all depending on what you want to enter. if you need any guidance. your welcome to come find me or email me" we nod looking over the sheet and thanking him before walking away.

"THIS IS SO COOL" monica grins looking through it. on the back page i see like 14 categories you could enter in.

i already had some pieces in mind for a couple things. what i also noticed is some of prompts sir had given us were very similar to some of the categories here so that made things easier.

"see you after school y/n" monica says going the other direction as i headed to my last class of the day.

humanities.

i walked into class and as i secretly hoped ms olsen was sitting there behind her desk waiting for the students to come into the classroom.

a/n
i'm in such a writing mood i may even write another today