"Hey bro hoe" I said as he opened the door. He spread the door wider for me to walk in. Such a little gentleman!
"To the couch, " he stated as he pointed to the living room. I walked and sat my butt upon thy couch. He sits opposite me and smiles... Creepy child.
"I got a call today by the way, "he said all chirpy "And? Why the heck, do you want me to know that?" I said confused. "Well, maybe because it involves your future, " he stated smugly.
"Well, call back the devil and tell him ill die later" I stated
"Listen, I have to go, " I said "why you just got here?" He said confused. "Yeah, and now I hav- no wait want to go" i said.
"Listen, I got a call today about that place you always hoped to get into And they said you got in" he said, smiling like a 40 year old man who found his long lost drugs.
"Oh my god!" I scream and sprang off the couch and into his brotherly hug. And if you have no idea what the heck I'm screaming at ill tell ya.
Since i was five i started to get interested in art. I Always was drawing with my new crayons yeah, I was that girl -que winking face-.
When i was ten i made my mind up about wanting to be an artist and become a fancy artist everyone knows about.
When i was fifteen, I applied to this place called 'Blank Canvas'. It's a situation where young artists come, apply, and then hopefully get in. Which i did WHOOP!.
But there are thousands of people that apply and takes weeks, perhaps even years to get noticed.
Like me as you can see i applied when i was fifteen and im now eighteen. You can do the math. And let's just say im excited.
"Oh my god when do i go for my first day?" I asked. I believe im dying right now.
"You go on Monday like school, " he stated smugly. Nothing can get me down right now not even the mention of school.
Well is that all you needed?" I asked.
"Yeah, yeah, that's all, " he said. And after that all you heard was his grumbling belly.
"Someone's hungry"i said as I poked his belly.
"Yeah, well, I haven't eaten all day, " he stated
"Well then lets go for lunch to celebrate brother from the same mother...." I whispered the last part realizing it sounded stupid. Silly Elizabeth.
He laughed softly, "Well Nandos it is, " he said, hooking his arm around mine and walking to the door.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!" I said as we skipped to my car.
I so happy.:)
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Sorry it's short :) giggles.
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Blank Canvas.
FanfictionElizabeth is a wannabe artist that lives in New York city one day she comes across a Sydney boy who wants to be an artist as well. People say don't judge a book by its cover.... Well, what if the authors, not someone you desire to invest in?
