Chapter 1

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It was a very boring day in the eleventh grade art classroom. Elyza stood up from her stool to get some more paint for her non-objective art sculpture. Elyza was short for her age. She had a strange shade of green to her eyes, her skin was pale, her hair was black as charcoal, and she wore large, oddly-coloured glasses. She walked up to the supply counter and waited for her teacher, Mr. Erik Destler to finish helping another student so that he could come pour the paint into her palette. She rolled her eyes at the rule that students weren't allowed to do it themselves. It would save a ton of time if she didn't have to wait. That would mean more time to work on her project. She was very determined to finish so she could make a project for Mr. Destler. No-one ever gave him presents. Probably because they were scared of the white mask he wore on one side of his face. She often wondered about that. Her thoughts were interrupted as he called her name numerous times. "Elyza! What colour paint do you need?" "Oh...uhm, blue." He smiled at her. "Okay then." Once the paint was poured into her tray, she was on her way back to her seat, then suddenly, she came tumbling down.

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