When I woke up the next morning, I was very tired.
I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and headed at the bus stop.
When I arrived at school, I met Jess at our lockers which were right next to each other and we talked about what we thought our day was like yesterday.
"I'm so sorry that the kindergarten art show got brought up yesterday." said Jess as he looked at me.
"It's fine." I said forcing a smile on my face and laughed a bit.
The school bell rang out through the hallways and I looked at the clock, and it was 8:00.
"Don't want to be late for class!" Jess said as he walked away, and I quickly followed.
As I walked in Mrs.Gades came up to me and gave me a quick hug and smiled.
"I am so sorry that the kinder-" "It's fine." I said interrupting her as I smiled.
I sat down in my seat and the teacher started the lesson,but I clearly wasn't listening because I kept thinking about everything like the school bully Jake, art class, I just wanted to be held in my moms arms again.
Just like yesterday the time flew by and it was time for art class.... great. (Note the sarcasm)
I walked into the classroom and sat at my seat as the art teacher started the class.
"Boys and girls, today we will be painting fruit!" she said with I smile.
I flinched and everybody stared at me and I turned away quickly.
She handed out canvases to everyone and they were passed around.
I paused as they passed it to me but I took one and passed them down to the next person.
I got some paint from the supplies shelf and I started to paint carefully stroke by stroke on the canvas.
After our thirty minutes were up the teacher traveled around the room to look at the paintings that her students have drawn.
I wiped away tears and did my final red coating on my painting, and when I looked at the final masterpiece, I almost broke down but I stayed strong.
Finally the teacher came over to my seat to see what I've painted.
"Wow Hailey! that's a very very lovely apple you drew. It looks like its a college painting. It's the best one I have seen so far!" she said as she went to the next chair.
After class the teacher came up to me and stopped me from going to tell me something.
"Is it ok if I recommend something Ms.Hailey?" she asked clearly hoping for the answer to be yes.
"Sure." I said putting my stuff in the doorway.
"I recommend that you enter that apple into the upcoming art show." she said handing me a sign up sheet and a pen.
"What! I don't think I can handle it." I said starting to slip into panic mode.
"Why not?" she said. "Something happened involving the death of my mother and that was in kindergarten." I said starting to get teary.
"Please try! There's a $500 dollar prize if you win!" she said looking at me with a pleading face.
"I'll think about it ok? Don't be disappointed if I chose not to." I said snatching the paper from her hands and storming off.
My phone buzzed and I grabbed it out of my pocket and it was my Aunt calling.
"Hello?" I said. "Hi honey. Did you miss the bus? it hasn't come yet." She said sounding worried.
"My bus!" I yelled into my phone. I quickly put it in my pocket and hurried to the back to see if it has left yet.
I ran outside and I saw my bus pulling out of the driveway of the school.
"WAIT!" I yelled as I ran after it. I saw Jess looking at the back of the bus and as he saw me and he yelled so loud I could hear him from the bus.
The bus came to a harsh stop and the doors opened.
I quickly ran onto the bus and everyone was on the floor from when the bus stop and I jumped over the seats to go sit with Jess.
"Thank you so much!" I said as I gave him a high five.
"No problem!" He said with a smile as the bus slowly started up again.
When the bus came to our stop we jumped off, said our goodbyes, and went to our houses.
When I got home I went to my room and took out the sign up sheet.
I looked at the due date to sign up and it was tomorrow. I did a big gulp and I suddenly heard something.
I think it was in my head,but I could sure hear it.
"Win it for me." I heard over and over again.
"Mom!" I said as I looked around the room, but there was nothing to be found.
"Win it for me." I heard again and I realized what she was talking about.
I slowly moved my eyes down to the sign up sheet and I picked it up.
I finally made my decision........ I would enter the contest........ for my mom.
YOU ARE READING
Artistic Memory
Azione12 year old Hailey loves art but the problem was that she barely does it because of the devastating incident that has happened in her childhood. This book is about boys, forbidden love, poison, deadly memories from the past, and an apple that change...