Art for Art sake
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"C'mon Aaron it'll be fun"
Adam nudged his mate, he'd seen an advert for a evening art class and was trying to persuade Aaron to come along with him
"I'll be no good, all I can draw is stick men, it'll be a waste of time and money"
Aaron really didn't want to be pushed into attending the night class he'd rather spend his time propping up the bar of The Woolpack but he also knew his best mate and that he wouldn't give up until he'd at least he'd attended one class
"You never know there may be a life class, nice gorgeous young lady with a tiny waist and huge boobs" Adam laughed
"Well she wouldn't do anything for me"
Adam rolled his eyes "So are you up for it?"
Aaron pretended to think for a moment looking at Adams expectant face before giving up and agreeing to give the class at least one try
"Mint, I'll pick you up at 6pm so we can get there early" Adam said walking away
"Someones keen" His mate smiled and got back to the Ford Fiesta he'd been fixing before he was interupted
6pm on the dot Aaron heard the familiar rap on the door of Smithy Cottage
"It's okay Paddy, it's Adam and we are on our way out"
The vet looked up from the evening paper
"Okay, have a great time"
"Unlikely, but thanks anyway"
"Woah, hold up, what do you mean?"
"Nothing, look I gotta go, don't wait up"
Aaron grabbed his coat and opened the door to a beaming Adam
"Ready?"
"As I'll ever be"
"Aaron?" the voice sounded from inside
"Yeah"
"To be continued"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever" and he slammed the door shut
30 minutes later and the two young men were walking through the doors of the college where the art classes were being held, as they looked around they heard female laughter and a voice calling
"Oh looks like the models have turned up"
A large lady with a colourful kaftan approached the pair with her hand extended
"Don't look so worried I'm only kidding, the life class is net week, are you here to join the class?, I'm Hazel by the way and I'm the Tutor for this class" She shook both of their hands firmly before waving her arms around," so make yourselves comfortable"
As they'd got there early they had the choice of seats and decided not to sit at the front or at the back so both sat in the middle and were quickly surrounded by others wanting to learn about art and the techniques that make a good artist
Hazel spoke at length about why she became a Teacher, about her love of all art from the classic paintings through to graffiti art, the two young men found like the other students that they could listen to her talking for much longer, she was very knowledgable but she also made the class laugh with her sense of humour and her stories of some of the disasters that she'd seen both in her professional life but also the attempts that her students have made, for all no one had even picked up a paint brush or even a pencil, everyone agreed that they would be back the next week, even Aaron who was famous for not joining in had to admit that he'd enjoyed the evening and was looking forward to the next class.
The group was about to start to go their seperate ways when Aaron heard Hazel calling across the room
"Oh Jackson there you are"
Aaron swung round to see who this Jackson person was and felt like he'd had all the air punched out of his lungs.
Standing smiling at Hazel was Aaron idea of a Adonis, light brown curly hair, neatly trimmed beard, meltingly brown eyes, God He was absoultely gorgeous, but who was He?, What was he to Hazel and how did he get to speak to him?
TBC?
Should there be a second chapter?