two doors down

the offer

y/n pov
she grabbbed the paper towel leaning against me to clean my head. i tried to turn my face away but she grabbed my chin "stop moving" she ordered.

to tired to complain i just sat there waiting for her to be finished. monica also cleaned some of the grazes on my hands and arms before chucking the used paper towels in the bin.

the bell had just went and i asked if i could borrow a book and pen as i didn't actually have my school stuff for today.

she nodded passing me the requested items before we went our separate ways. i had maths first so slowly i headed to that class being one of the last kids in.

the only available desk was at the front but off to the side near the window. i took it glad to be sitting down and zoned out not paying attention to the lesson.

soon enough that class was over and i met up with monica to go to art. as soon as we walked in sir called us over to his desk.

"i just want to congratulate you both again on you guyses success on the weekends you both did amazing. and some of the sponsors of the competition would like to talk to you about starting to take commissions or selling your art that sort of thing" he explained. of course we both agreed. plus i could use the extra money.

the rest of the class was here by now so sir said we can go back to our seats. "just wait a second y/n" he pulled me back and i looked at him confused. he handed me an envelope and told me to look at it when i got home.

confused i nodded and went back to my seat. "what's that" moni asks once i had sat down.

"no idea. sir said to open it when i got home" i shrugged. "i'll open it at break tho" i added my curiosity getting the better of me.

she nodded excitedly and we both listened in to this weeks prompt. "this weeks prompt. is there is no prompt. do whatever your little hearts desires. i'll come around and help anyone brainstorm ideas for anyone that needs it"

"what are you thinking" i asked monica. she thought about it for a second before replying.

"i just want to make something out of clay again" she said grabbing the clay from where we had it last time. "what about you"

"i'm just going to continue my drawing for mattie for today but i might do the same as you for the rest of the week" i explained.

"ooo whatcha drawing for him" she said taking a peak at my sketch book.

"he wanted me to draw him as spider-man" i said showing her the concept so far. she nodded and started just letting her ideas flow while creating her sculpture.

"and what are you two making today" sir says once he reaches us. we explain and he nods going to the next person.

i was stuck on the drawing so i decided to do the same as monica. she had started to make a dinosaur so i decided to do something similar and do a dragon.

grabbing some of the clay and sculpting tools i begin to form the base.

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class ends and we quickly find a place to sit in order to open the letter.

To miss y/n y/l/n,
After seeing your display of art at the competition this past weekend we would like to give you an offer for a few of your entries.

entry 74, hands of the minds. We were wondering if you would be willing to display your clay sculpture permanently at the (name of city) art museum. Our museum has offered you $1400 for this piece.

entry 02, inner thoughts. We are opening a new expedition for art portraying mental illnesses. We apologise if this piece does not fit into this category but if it does we would love to display your art as one of the first pieces. We are offering $700 for the art.

entry 13, growing up. A private collector which we partner with has expressed interest in this piece and would like to buy it from you for $850. As well as this for any future sales you shall receive 25% of the profits.

entry 104, 50 years later. Another partnership of ours is the exclusive travelling art exhibit gone in the wind. they wish to purchase this collection of art for $3400. It will temporarily be displayed at (name of city) art museum as well.

please consider our offers y/n y/l/n. if you do choose to accept contact our team at (name of city)artmuseum@gmail.com.

kind regards Andrew Soyer, head of management and art displays.
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"no fucking way" i said under my breath. "that's like 6 grand" i was at a loss for words.

"YOU HAVE TO ACCEPT IT BRAINBOX. YOULL BE RICH." monica shouts shaking my shoulders. "THATS SUCH A GOOD OFFER. YOU HAVE TO YOU HAVE TO YOU HAVE TO" she seems very exited for me.

"i don't believe this is real" i gaped out.

"then we will go ask sir come on" she grabs my hand and we run back to class.

"wait but he said i shouldnt open it until i got home.

"who cares" she says pulling us into the classroom. ms goncha was in there as the two ate their lunch eating. they must be friends.

"monica, y/n what can i do for you" he said before seeing the open letter in my hands. he smiled "i'm assuming you don't believe it" he laughs.

"of course i don't their offering me over 6 thousand dollars"

3rd person pov.
while sir was trying to convince y/n this was all very real monica was talking to ms goncha about school as she was the girls teacher.

"y/n trust me it's all very real" he assured. "but i'm assuming your taking the offer"

"i guess so" y/n sighed. "it would be stupid not to" she added.

"thatagirl i suggest you tell your parents about it so you can set up a bank account" sir suggested. y/n nodded knowing she was jsut going to open one herself without telling her dad.

she knew if she did that he would take all her money. like he did to her roll of cash the other day. she was just glad she had stolen it back and hidden it better.

the bell went and the girls left the room apologising for interrupting their lunch. on the way out however y/n walked right into the doorframe falling flat on her ass.

"watch where your going woman" monica laughed at her before checking she was alright. other than being very dizzy y/n was fine.

they parted ways and y/n headed to english again. all the stress and excitement from the offer has tired her out and she suspected she would fall asleep this lesson.

as usual she was one of the last people in the room but ms olsen stood holding the door open for her. "thanks" she mumbled walking past the woman only to be stopped.

"wait a second. what happened to your head y/n" she asked concerned.

"hm?" she hummed reaching up to feel the bump on her forehead and that her head had started bleeding again. "oh i feel off my bike this morning and just then whacked my head on the doorframe" she explained.

"you seem pretty accident prone hun" ms olsen laughed before passing her an out of class pass to go get ice from the sick bay.

"yeah i get that a lot. thanks miss"