The Girl of my Dreams

Startled by the horrendous sound of her alarm, she cursed as she grabbed her phone from the nightstand, looking at the time. She was going to be late to class again, she realized, while trying to shake the last flashes of the repetitive dream she had been having for the past week.

Having no time to take a shower, she changed quickly into her usual black T-shirt and pants, making sure they were clean enough to be deemed presentable.

Her professor was used to her tardiness, yet he liked her enough not to comment on it due to her quirky personality and obvious talent. As a visual arts major, her schedule was a weird combination of classes and workshops scattered during the week. She hated the morning classes, since they interfered with her inconvenient habit to paint throughout the night. When inspiration hit, she couldn't stop her hand from sketching out the intricate musings her mind made up.

Grabbing a thermos full of coffee and running out of her apartment, she tried to remove the yellow stains on her hands, left there by last night's painting session. She was slightly annoyed by the aforementioned recurring dream she had been having, one that kept her up last night, so much so that she had to get up from the precious warmth of her bed in order to draw the only thing she could remember each time after waking up.

It was always a girl on a rooftop during sunset, her hair flowing down her back, the sun making it seem as if it was on fire.

She moved quickly through the crowd of students moving around the college campus, trying to make it to her dreaded class before getting an absence. Gulping as much of the hot coffee as she was able to without burning her mouth, she opened the heavy door of the art studio that held her lecture, her nostrils filling up with the familiar smell of paint and paper.

Ten minutes past the beginning of class, everyone in the room was already seated, yet they were all chattering as the professor wasn't in his usual spot in the middle of the circular studio. Relieved, she made her way around the wooden frames holding up the canvases that would be used for the lecture. She finally found her usual spot, while mumbling apologies to the people she nudged along the way. Taking out the things she would need from her backpack, she placed her coffee cup on the floor, getting ready for another figure drawing workshop.

"Where is Pedro? He is always on time," she asked referring to the professor, turning to the girl with the short black hair who always sat next to her. In her mind, her official name was exactly that, "Short Black Hair Girl", since she could never remember her actual name.

"He said there was an issue with today's model and that he would be back in a few minutes," Short Black Hair Girl responded, smiling at her.

She thanked her, smiling back, while getting her own long hair in a messy bun on the top of her head. The door made a loud noise while opening again, Pedro barging in the room.

"Sorry about that guys, our usual model had a last minute emergency, but thankfully the model we have for my afternoon lecture was available, and nice enough to volunteer her time for us," he said, quickly finding his usual spot, surrounded by students and frames all conveniently placed to get the best view for drawing a model.

The door opened once again, an unfamiliar girl entering, a grey hood covering most of her face.

"Ah, there she is! Everyone, this is our model for the day," Pedro exclaimed.

"Thank you for coming on such a short notice, you're a life saver," he said quietly to the girl with the hoodie. She mumbled something at him in response, quickly moving to the changing room in the back of the class.

"Today we will focus on the different textures of the naked female form, from the tiniest hairs  on the skin, the laugh lines formed from a smile, to the tiny birthmarks or scars that might make each body unique and memorable to the viewer. Find what interests you more on the body of our model and impress me! I will be passing around giving you my advice during the next two hours," he said excitedly, moving through the students.