You think I was joking about Vincent Van Gogh being my art teacher? Well, I wasn't. There he was, one of the worlds greatest artists and most famous people on earth who died like a hundred years ago standing in the art room introducing himself to the class and saying what we would be doing that day. He starts to call roll.
"Rachel?"
Here
"Clary?"
Here
"Emma?"
Here!
"Percy?"
Here
"John?"
Here
"Amy?"
"Hey buddy! Haven't seen you in a while!"
"Doctor?"
"Good to see you old pal."
"Clara?"
Here
"Hook?"
"How am I supposed to draw with this thing" asks Hook
"Peter P.?"
"Just deal with it, Hook" says Peter
"Natasha?"
"It's the black widow actually" says Nat while laughing.
"And you must be the new girl, Reyna?"
"I go by Felicity." I say nervously 1) because I feel bossy whenever I do this and 2) because I'm talking to a world renowned artist who should be dead.
"Well take your seat. You may sit at the table with Rachel, Peter, and Emma." He says.
I walk over and sit next to a girl with frizzy red hair and Peter.
She extends her arm and says "Hi! I'm Rachel Dare. Nice to meet you, Felicity."
"I'm Emma Swan." Says the girl across from me with blonde hair and a red jacket.
"And I'm Pet- no actually I am Pretty. Pretty Fabulous." Says Peter.
"Shut up, Pan" said Emma while laughing.
"Alright class you can talk to each other for a little bit until the class starts." Said Mr. Van Gogh. Apparently he doesn't start class until 5 minutes after the tardy bell rings.
"Does anyone want to play charades?" Peter asked everyone at our table. "I'll go first."
Peter stood up walked over to Emma and stared at her with puppy dog eyes and said "Oh Emma, I love you so much, don't you think we are a great team, love?" He said and laughed afterwards.
"OOH I GOT THIS ONE I KNOW IT!!!! It's Hook, isn't it." Asked Rachel.
"CORRECT! One point for Rachel!" Said Peter as he acted like the announcer on jeopardy.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. very funny, Pan." Said Emma sarcastically.
"What? Didn't you like it?" Asked Peter sarcastically.
"Shut it, Pan." Emma said and walked over to a table with a ginger, Hook, Nat, and Clary.
"How long do you guys think it's gonna take for them to get married?" Whispered Peter not-so-whisperingly.
"They're like my otp so I hope, like, soon." Said Rachel.
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"Okay today we are going to be painting the thing most dear to us. It can be a car an item, a person, a pet, anything! Just something you love." Said Mr. Van Gogh.
"Peter, what do you think I should pai-" I was cut off by Peter talking.
"What should you paint me in? Well personally I think I look best in my nature outfit but whatever floats your boat! I mean, I look perfect in anything." He says. Quite seriously.
"Um. Actually I was going to paint....... Hmm I KNOW! I'll paint my cat, Fez." I say. And right when I do, Clara yells "NO DONT SAY IT!!!!"
"FEZ!? DID SOMEONE SAY FEZ!? I LOVE FEZZES!! FEZZES ARE COOOOL!!!!" Yells the doctor as he jumps up and down flipping his fez in the air.
"Felicity, I think you just made your first mistake of the school year." Says Peter breaking the silence. Everyone bursts out laughing.
A couple minutes later we start working on our paintings. Mr. Van Gogh walks around the room asking everyone what they're painting and why they chose it. When he gets to me he says "Ah, lovely! A cat. What's it's name?"
"Uhhh umm well I can't say it's name or the medical alien will go nutzo." I say while laughing
"Fair enough. And we certainly don't want a rouge medical alien." Says Mr. Van Gogh.
"Hook, what is it your drawing?" Mr. Van Gogh asks.
I look around at his painting and from what I can see it looks like a ship shaped like a-swan? Yes a swan. AWWWWW for Emma!
"Um I'm drawing a uhhhh GOOSE I'm drawing a goose ship." Hook answers abruptly.
"Surrree you areee" says Peter slowly as if he's slurring in his sleep, but when I look over to see how he's doing, I see that his head is laying on the easel. His face is scrunched together and he is actually sleeping. That damn child. I snort when I see him and his head bolts up and he yells "I WAS KIDDING I DIDN'T TAKE A SELFIE ON YOUR PHONE, FELICITY!"
At this I start laughing even more and say in between gasps "I-didn't... Know-you-had... My *wheezes* phone, Peter.... *laughs* why-would.... You-need-to-take....*laughs* selfies... On.... It."
Everyone finishes their paintings and before we leave Mr. Van Gogh says "I'll have them graded by tomorrow!"
Lol Peter
STAY NORSEY!!!🐲🐉🔨
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