Thanks for keeping up with this story! Enjoy! ~Pandacat
Italics = Thoughts
The open field covered with thin, moist grass was the perfect place to practice. A nearby Middle School was learning archery and left the targets out.
The sign on the school's fence read, "Public archery, Children under 12 must be with a parent or guardian at all times. We are not responsible for lost or stolen items."
Typical. Artemis thought while entering the field.
She took out her new bow, which was orange with hints of black. Then she pulled out an arrow and put it on her string.
Breath in, Breath out, Breath in, Breath out. Concentrate! Focus Artemis!
Her fingers let go of the tight string and she watched it zoom through the foggy air.
Bullseye.
Artemis smirked. Of course. Then she kept shooting arrows until her fingers were numb and had blisters. By that time, the sun was at it's highest peak and children were coming out to play.
Children...I wonder what it would be like to be a mom. I think one time someone told me I would be a great mother...Who was it again?
Wally.
Artemis's brain did a backflip and a somersault at the same time. Her body had goose bumps and her heart stopped beating. "Wally.." She whispered. A sad feeling washed over her for a moment. Then she straighten her back and hurried back to her apartment.