-The Canvas-

A beautiful sixteen year old brunette haired girl was thrashing her paint brush against a huge canvas.

She stopped and eyed it,watching how the paint was running gown along the edges of the canvas.

''I still haven't figured out what it wants to be''said Mikan as she put down her brush in a cup full of tap water.

''You still got until next year,don't be worried''said Anna as she calmy flipped through a page of a seventeen magazine.

''I don't know why you read seventeen magazine,you're not even seventeen''Mikan stated.

''Blegh,say's the girl who read's fifty shaded of-'' but what cut of be Mikan covering Anna's mouth.

''Shut up,it gives me inspiration on my sculptures''.

''Oh yea,so that's the reason why you always sculp naked deformed women''said Anna as she pointed to a sculpture.

''Yea,yea whatever tease me but without that novel I would've never get my artistic sense''.

Anna shooked her head and resumed reading her magazine.

Mikan as well resumed thinking about the canvas.

Suddenly,the telephone rang interrupting Mikan from her deep thoughts.

Before Mikan could even answer,Anna picked up the phone and said ''hello''.

''Yes,Mikan is here''. Mikan mouthed 'Who is it'.

''Um..Yea ,she is working on her canvus as usual''.

Mikan then mouthed 'tell him im going home now'.

''Uh-Mikan is coming over cow''.

Mikan slapped her head and mouthed 'now'.

''I mean now''.

''Oh-Alright bye'' Anna hung up the phone with a worried face.

''What happened''said Mikan.

''Your gunna have to move to a hotel,something happened I guess''Anna said with a worried tone.

Mikan froze and whispered ''Shit''.

She ran out of the studio without saying a word.