Eternal Love

Chapter 21

Hope's POV:

       I drag the charcoal across the paper and blow on it lightly. I'm catching up on the few assignments I missed from Professor Anderson's class.

   Since I'm no longer sick I decided to get started as soon as possible so I'm not behind in my classes. My other classes are a piece of cake to catch up so I'm not really worried about them.

It's been at least a month and a half since the end of Aurora de Martel. My aunts and uncle decided to stay here because I want to finish college here plus I really don't want to leave my other family.

Momma, Papa, Irina, Tanya, and my sister Kate. I don't want to leave them. I don't think I can leave them. Tanya and Irina are my aunts too with Kate as my sister.

Tanya allowed my mates to stay here permanently for me. This house has at least ten bedrooms. It's magnificent.

   But the others surprised me one day and turned one of the bedrooms into an art studio for me. I was overwhelmed with joy that I accidentally let a few tears fall before hugging all of them tightly.

   Kate and I usually use this together when we have an assignment to do but it's usually me in here all the time painting with my music.

"Are you tired of me yet? I'm a little sick right now but I swear. When I'm ready I will fly us out of here," I sing softly along with the song and hum softly as I continue making lines on the big sketch paper.

It may not look like much now just a bunch of random lines but it will make sense when I start connecting them, shading, and smudging.

I make smudges with my fingers in the certain areas I need before drawing more. A soft knock on the door brings me from my concentration and I use my magic to lower the music slightly.

  "Come in, momma," I softly call out and use a small brush to take some of the charcoal off. It's all part of the process.

   In comes momma with a plate of something delicious. The smell is magnificent. "Hey sweetheart. I made some mini cinnamon cookies and brought you some with a glass of milk," Momma softly announces as she walks over to me.

My face lights up at the thought of cookies and I set the piece of charcoal down before reaching for the items.

"Oooh yummy," my hand gets swatted away and I jerk it back with a pout, "ow momma. What was that for?"

She shakes her head with a soft smile, "cariño, your hands are dirty and I won't have you eating dirty food." I glance down at my hands and find them filled with charcoal.

  Oh yeah. Oops. I give her a sheepish smile before I sped to the sink in the corner and washed my hands clean.

  Once cleaned I sped back to her and grabbed two to shove them in my mouth. Momma tsks while shaking her head.

I give her a sheepish look while swallowing what's in my mouth. "Sorry, momma. They taste delicious," I tell her gently and sat back down on my stool.

"I'm glad you like them, honey. I just don't want you to choke. So what are you working on?" She softly tells me and begins running her fingers through my hair.

I close my eyes briefly as I get lost in the feeling. "It's for my class. The assignments that I missed because I was sick. Mr. Anderson is letting me do them to catch up," I answer as I open my eyes and gesture to my artwork.
  
   Momma hums softly still running her fingers through my hair. "What are they supposed to represent?" She softly asks.