A New Me?

Take Me Away

      Class is finally over, thank the lord. I run my hand through my red mop of hair, sighing and grabbing my satchel bag and walking out. Thankfully it was my last class of the day and i can go home and start searching for drawing classes nearby. I go to the lot and get in my blue Toyota Corolla. Driving home I see a few kids roaming the streets, a few I know and a few I don't I'm not the most social butterfly. I sigh when I see a few kids walking into a bar only to be shoved out, sure they could've just put an X on the back of their hands, but I'd assume they were being jerks. I finally arrive at my apartment "Why don't you live in the dorms?" you ask? Cost. I may be attending a good college but that's about as far as my money goes.

      My apartment is small, its a one bedroom, one bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. The living room has a pull out couch in case anyone needs to come over from back home. I don't really like sharing my bed with family, it feels odd. I pull out my old...ish? Laptop and start looking up classes, I find one quickly, bringing a smile to my face. It happens to start today and is a free course to help aspiring sculptures and drawers, I have to head there now otherwise I'll be late and I really don't want to be the new kid, who is also the late kid. I grab my satchel bag, take out my books for class and such and trade it out for sketchpad, graphite, and pencils. I don't focus on color since I'll be sculpting. 

-----30 Minutes Later-----

     Walking into the class I see easels set up in rows and tables along the walls. The Tables appear to be small circle desks, I guess the one person who cant see just wants to listen? Or is just really unlucky. I take in the scent of fresh paper and pencils as well as other mediums. I guess this course is just drawing, maybe there's another one for sculpting? I don't know, but it seems pretty cool so far. A tall man walks in with glasses and a beard, he looks very much like the stereotypical lumberjack who's closed off to anyone who meets him.

 I quickly take a seat next to some random girl and the class begins, starting with random exercises. Circles, triangles, random shapes to just get baseline body types. Suddenly my bag falls out of my lap and spills all over the floor, I reach down to pick it up and bump heads with someone. "Hey!" are the first words out of my mouth.