Chapter Four: Art Amatuers
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Finally.
Her final art sculpturing class of the day was over in the next ten minutes. That gives Annabelle a good time to text Honey to pick her up whenever she's ready. Annabelle doesn't have her own transportation so she relies on her new friends to take where she needed to go. Especially this morning, Tadashi's moped managed to get from the cafe, to the art institute in seconds. Though speeding and running through red lights was a bit of a deal breaker and almost Anna's fate.
But overall, she was glad to have him there to take to her class before she was late. It was just so...gentleman like and it really made Annabelle feel good. Maybe too good, she have been having thoughts about the guy all through the day. She even got called out by her professor, Professor Satomonto-sempai, just because she was supposes to answer a question but trailed off into her thoughts once again.
That's all she thought about over the day, Tadashi. Wondering what other things Tadashi does, besides chasing his younger brother from those illegal botfights, working at that tech school a few blocks away, also friends with the same person, etc. She's quite in denial, the fact that she's having these sort of feeling for this guy, and she only knew him for about a day. But whenever he's around, a feeling of butterflies dancing inside her stomach, her head spins around and makes her dizzy, her body begins to melt when she brushes against his soft, firm, tender...you get the picture.
Before she knew it, it was almost time to leave class, but stop from her tracks was one of her classmates. She had brunette brown hair, piercing diamond blue eyes, a black nose-ring pierced on her left nostril and her outfit attire is more of a punk-retro clothing which is designed mostly red and black. Annabelle know this girl, to be honest, she can't stand this girl and she feels as if her heart fouls in fire when she comes around. It's a very bad vibe, telling her, she's no good. Tamiko Yoshida, twenty-one year old East-Asian punk girl that has an attitude towards everyone. That's why Annabelle haves bad vibes towards her.
She gave her a slight grim glare as her black eyeshadow which gave it a bigger and badder look towards Anna. Anna flinched at the look as if she saw a ghost, which isn't the sance because she's right there.
Annabelle nodded as in a quick greeting to the punk girl. "Uh, hello? Um, Tamiko."
Tamiko is majoring in Visual Arts and Body Art. Words around the school, she's an excellent and well-known tattoo artist. Even her parents have been involved in tattoo art when they were younger. There were the famous "Yoshida-Netsuke" Tattoo-artists 暸-狠材. This made Annabelle feel as if her family enthics and specialties is not the best like everyone else she knew. Honey's parents are pretty much the best chemist scientist in the state. Anna's father is a industrial worker, that works on mechinery and engineers machines to make sure they work, not a lot of money being offered either. And her mother, is just a simple housewife, she unemployed at the moment, but is very good in cooking. Though her mother never got the sance to go to culinary arts school or classes because of her income. It's not as "fix" as she thought. She only get eleven-hundred dollars each month, most of it goes to Annabelle's college tuition and ulitities bills.
Tamiko nodded back, giving her a very unpleasant look. In Anna's saying, she's telling her to 'suck a dick and fuck off'. Anna didn't appreciate the look so turned away from the negative encounter, then grabbed her hand bag and walked off. Then, she saw Professor Satomonto-sempai walking towards her. His face shows gratitude, compared to Tamiko which shows negative features that makes Anna want to melt.
"Hello, Annabelle. Tamiko. I am so happy to get you two here together at this time!" His voice was a sound of rejoiceful happiness. Professor Satomonto is pretty much a very opimistic teacher. By far Anna's class could tell you otherwises but this professor is very happy, all the time. Nothing could make him angry, even if it's one insult that was confronted by anyone, he is just very "lively".
Annabelle smiled back as she clinged onto her hand bag, nervously. "Uh hello, Mr. Satomonto-sempai."
"I have an assignment to give you two. It's like, more of a...competition, to see who have the best nude sketch sculpture for the 10th annual San Fransokyo Matsuri Festival."
Annabelle's eyes widen. Competition? Nude Sketch Sculpture? MATSURI FESTIVAL?! This is one of the biggest challenges Anna has ever been asked to do. She would become famous for her work, if it's on display for this matsuri festival. She have been to a matsuri festival a few times in her life. Mostly with family, but not for artwork, dedicated to her. This is going to be big for her. Maybe she'll inspire other artists to do a more art, just like her. It's like, a BIG breakthrough for her and it's going to make her famous.
Then, here's the problem, TAMIKO IS HER COMPETITOR! She's twice the advanced artist than she is. She can do tattoo art, while Anna could only do paint, sketches and doodles. That's not good enough, her specialty is to design and make cool artwork, while her competitor could do all of that and addition, on someone else's BODY.
Annabelle covered her fear and anxiety and just smiled at her professor as she showed her excitement to the offer. "Wow! I mean, wow Professor, I don't know what to say..."
"It's alright if you can't Anna, Tamiko could take the stands and make her own artwork for the―"
"No! NO! I didn't say I didn't want to, I want to. I'm just flattered that you asked me. I'm not the type of person up for a job like this."
"It's okay Annabelle... I know it's kinda not your style, but I've been noticing you and Tamiko's hard effort and it seems to me that this a good recommendation for your future." Professor Satomonto is the type of person to make people feel good. His voice is always upbeat and high-pitched, compared to your typical college professor. He's more into sculpt artists and is quite messy with it too. Even his attire is mostly paints splattered all over his body, that's because he does art of course.
Annabelle smiled up at him as she shook his hand, accepting this offer. The art professor smiled at both Anna and Tamiko and told them the entire procedure of this assignment. All they had to do is find anyone; it can be a parent, a friend, even a unknown stranger (not really) and portray them as a model and sketch out the figure in any type of style. It could be visual, traditional, digital, tattoos, etc. As long as it's appropriate, no errors nor plagiarism, and be creative. They must show effort and creativity show that they could get extra college credit scores and the acceptance by the city activities board, allow the artist to be part of the festival. If accepted, which is quite common to be, the art student must attend the festival to showcase their artwork.
Annabelle made sure she had this all down on her notepad, she always keeps inside her handbag, along with a sketch pad, drawing pencils: outline, shade, charcoal, and sketching pencils and her ladybug iPhone. She wrote down all of directions and procedures on the pad, so she won't forget.
"Well," the art professor added, "I need the assignment turned in by next week. That's when the festival is premired. It's going to be on a Friday, though the festival is all weekend. The showcase is only for one day and that day only, be sure take in and supervise your time wisely. The clock is ticking."
Satomonto bowed at his students as a 'thank you for your time' and 'a farewell for now' before walking away. Annabelle smiled at herself as she felt a huge, achievement of her chance of becoming a somebody and an amount of becoming a someone. That's until Tamiko gave a creepy chuckle escaped from her lips and gave Anna a negative glare.
"Please, I could get this done in my sleep." Tamiko stated, in a 'matter-of-fact' tone. Anna glared at the punk girl as she knew what she was trying to do, play competition. though this is a competition, only two can play that game.
"So you're a vampire then? I don't think matsuri festival will allow a blood-sucking beast into their facility." Annabelle mused, giving Tamiko a smirk of amusment.
Tamiko scoffed as she put her hands flew her long, wavy brown hair and brushed it off. "Me? A vampire? That goes to tell you, you're a dork. And dorks doesn't belong in the famous world..."
"What are you trying to say? I'm not good for this job?" Anna's voice began to increase in volume, as if she was judging her testimony in court to the judge.
"Please, you couldn't even manage to even have a boyfriend, you're not loyal to this society Anna. Your parents are not famous, you're not rich, you don't have a job! You can't handle it. As for me, a manager of a tattoo shop, parents swimming in cash, the state knows who I am...Whenever I walk on that stage next Friday, with an amazing and inspiring tattoo that's going to be on social media in a minute, and become nationally noticed. You're going to see me on TV, radio, music videos, books, movies...EVERYTHING."
Annabelle couldn't believe what she's hearing. All these attack words, these insults, this is too much for Anna to conquer. Maybe Tamiko is right, she's not ready for the real world, the famous world, the achievement of becoming famous. So much for helping her family out, as if they even care...
Tamiko knew her work here is done when she saw a weak Annabelle, smothering herself with sad and weakness. The punk girl waved at her with an evil grin, Anna face clinged at the look as it made her feel sadder and more hopeless than ever.
"I always win these challenges Anna. For an amatuer like you, you couldn't stand a chance...So quit while you can, because, like professor said: 'the clock is...ticking'." And with that, she walked away, brushing her shoulder with a shove against Anna's.
Maybe she's right... Anna said to herself in a sad tone, maybe I'm just an amatuer, I couldn't stand a chance. Anna just stood there, in the nearly empty classroom, with no hope or desire of even finishing her term. That's how sad and disappointed she was.
"WOAH," Honey Lemon's loud, voice was heard from the cafe. Her a the rest of the gang was sitting at the same table they were sitting the day before. They were discussing about the SFIT showcase that was in a week and they were developing good ideas for Hiro's showcase.
Hiro had his Krei Tech laptop upon his lap, he was showing the group his information and details of his work so far, and discussing on any improvements. As far as they managed to get is that Honey had an idea that involved chemical bonds, interacting on one another and the gravitational force that would parrellel the two elements to show how they react and not react with robots, making little movements to prove her statement.
At first it didn't make sense, then it became more of a chemistry experiment that would round up into a huge disaster. But Honey Lemon admits, that she's not a very straight thinker, likes to go head on, on projects without giving in on precaution.
Hiro kindly thank Honey for the "interesting" offer and then rejected it soon after. Now, their going through an inventor-block where they all don't even know what else to add on to the project.
"Well, there goes all our ideas..." GoGo muttered with impatience.
"I don't know about you guys," Fred blurted out after a few moment of silences, "I think it's time for us to head over to my place and have a little meal that involves pizza!"
Wasabi gave him a confused look. "I didn't even know you even lived in a house Fred."
"I thought you lived under a bridge." GoGo confessed, in disbelief.
"Well, technically, it belongs to my parents but I live there because of me being a mascot and all."
"Wow, Fred," Tadashi beamed, patting his beanie wearing-comic loving friend on the back, "I never knew you having a job, managed for you to live in your parent's home."
"Trust me, 'Dashi, I―"
"Please don't call me that EVER." Tadashi voice in girmaced.
Fred coughed in nervousness. "Sorry, Tadashi, I have more cool stuff inside that home than you think."
The group eyeballed each other as they wondered what disgusting surprise he had for all of them. Then bell rang from the front of the cafe and there was Annabelle walking into the cafe, a bit out of breath and not happy like she was before. This seems off to the gang on how Annabelle looked, but shrugged it off and greeted her as she walked in.
Honey Lemon ran over to Anna and gave her a big hug, wrapping her fluffy yellow sweater around her, the feeling made Anna sneeze a few times but soon went away when she sat down with the others. She pulled out a chair and flopped on it, her actions was a bit depressing, the way she sat onto the chair, her head hanging and her bottom lip sticking out as she was pouting. Now, the gang grew concerned.
"Hey Annabelle, what's up with you?" Wasabi asked in worry.
"Oh nothing in particular, I'm just...stressed that's all." She lied as she sighed before pulling out her sketch pad and began to doodle something random, just to calm her nerves. As for the gang, they believe what she said and went on with what they were talking about. Though this made Anna feel left out.
"How about something cool for these microbots, maybe make them move around whenever you tell them to or command them to do something for you with your hand." Hiro suggested as he motions his hand into making random moves. That made Annabelle laugh a little as she had her face still on her drawings.
"Or maybe...Make it do some karate moves!" Fred added, "Or even martial arts! Now that would be awesome."
GoGo facepalmed herself as she couldn't believe what type of ideas they are developing there. "Guys, these are itty-bitty metal bots, they just can't do their own thing on their own. That's even more time consuming, and this showcase is in a week."
Then Annabelle grew a bit tenacious on the whole idea and besides GoGo's impatience, she wasn't in the mood for another argument since she was already brought down by a certain classmate that depise her every move.
"I mean, I think there could be another way around this. Or maybe, make a control to manipulate the microbots to do anything you think through your mind..."
Hiro gave Anna an inspired look as he developed a perfect idea from his new friend. He then, rapidly, form a digital blueprint of his idea and described it to his friends. He said that he could use some type of mind control device and make it only for brain use and with the neurotransmitter which is formed around the nerves, to use to tell the microbots what to do, telepathecially.
"Wow, genius. I never thought you could develope something so...complicated." GoGo mused forming a smirk of satisfaction towards the young boy.
"Hey, don't thank me. Anna's idea made it happen." Hiro pointed over at Anna, which was so glued into her sketchbook, she didn't even listen to entire conversation at all. Then Honey nudged her on the shoulder, causing her pencil to fall under the table.
"Hey!" Anna snapped, as she looked around to see where her pencil had gone. "Now where did my pencil go?" She asked herself before she knew it, she was partially under the table, crawling around to find it.
Tadashi was the one who had the pencil and tried to give it to her, but instead Anna's head got strucked by the ledge of the table and a loud whine was heard soon after.
"Uh," Tadashi handed over her pencil, "is this yours?"
Annabelle face's began to fluster red as she quickly grabbed her pencil from him and the feeling of butterflies hit her stomach once again. "Uh-I-I thank you! Very much..."
Anna quickly sat right back down onto her seat and began to focus back on her sketches again. Honey and the rest of the gang grew weary and concerned for the little redhead and one of them asked her if she was alright. She denied and lied once again that she was fine, never even looking and facing them as she kept focus onto her sketchpad.
Honey knew she was lying. She have been friends with this girl for almost a year, she knows goddamn well she wasn't okay. There was something bothering her, and she needs the companion there to make her feel better. She haves about five of them so she shouldn't be hiding her problems and not settling it down with them.
"Um, hey...Annabelle?" Honey called to her making the table seem quiet. Anna wasn't really paying attention because now, she was almost in tears.
"Anna?" She called again.
"WHAT?" Anna's loud yell, startled the entire cafe. Everyone's eyes, glancing at her. "I just...I'm sorry." Annabelle covered her tense face with the palm of her hands as she wept a few tears from her eyes.
"Are you alright over there?" Wasabi asked concernedly, "Do you want to talk about it to us? We're listening."
"Oh sorry Anna," Hiro said, uneasily, putting up his laptop for now and giving her a sympathetic, "I didn't mean to leave you out there. You alright?"
She sighed as she semi-slamed her sketchpad onto the table and explained herself, flatly. "Okay, well... I just got a recommendation to offer my assignment to the 10th annual Matsuri Art and Music Festival."
Everyone formed smiles and grins as they all congradulated her on her achievement. Annabelle shook her head in disbelief. She didn't understand what's so good about it. So she explained that as calmly and as straight-forward as possible.
"Yeah well, that's all good news, right? NO! I can't do it. I can't!"
"No..." Honey whined as she cuddled with her artistic friend, "You have to! WE WANT YOU TOO! It's your chance to―"
"What chance?" Anna bellowed causing Honey to yelped from the hug and backed up slowly. Anna sighed again.
"Sorry, what chance? I have no chance, because there's a competitor, that can't stand my guts and is pretty much a famous tattoo artist manager, and the entire business belongs to her parents!"
"Wait, you mean...Tamiko Yoshida?" GoGo interrupted, her eyes widen in disbelief.
Anna nodded. "Yeah, do you know her?"
"She's one of the famous tattoo artists around here! I remember she tattooed my―"
Everyone eyes' widen as GoGo quickly paused her conversation before having that embarrassing moment from the gang. Fred's cheeky grin appeared when he began to boasted the entire conversation on asking GoGo's tattoo.
"I'M NOT TELLING YOU, YOU WEIRDO!" GoGo argued as he shoved Fred's hands away from her, as he was trying to find out where her tattoo was. Fred is that type of person to see if there's something going, he dives right in without regret.
Anna coughed as she continued her explanation. "Well, yeah, her. She hates me. I hate her. We're competing to see who would have the best naked art sculpture for the matsuri festival. Plus, it involves extra, huge college credits scores!"
Everyone awed then they all made sure Annabelle's confidence could come back. Wasabi insisted to show off his body for the naked sculpture. That scared Anna. Then Fred asked, then Hiro. Even Honey to put her body out there, since she said she's very 'slim' and 'petite' for the shot. GoGo didn't dare to ask because would've been the death of her if Fred starts asking what type of body parts would be drawn. He would've got punch into the ground if he did say anything about it.
Annabelle began to laughed, the tense and anger was soon fading off as she felt better. She refused to all of the offers but thank them for their kindness and welfare for her assignment. She doesn't just want a "person" she needed someone who have the built to fit for the picture.
"I need someone who has a type of body that is slender, very firm posture. This person has to have broad shoulders, muscular, fit, a lot of boldness in their attire. I need someone very, very, very―"
"I can do it." Tadashi's voice broke Anna's sentence and all glances in the group glanced over to him. Anna was quite speechless. HIM? Tadashi. Why him? He doesn't even have to. I mean, it's not even by demand, it's by choice.
"I-I-I mean you don't h-h-have to do it." Anna choked her owns words as the nervousness even talking to him, formed around her.
"And besides," Hiro added, "you're too tall for the picture!"
"And you're too short!" Tadashi hissed back, playfully. GoGo scoffed as she rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"You two stopping fighting for the shot, you know Annabelle need only one person to flash naked for her." That joke made both Anna and Tadashi blush. As for Hiro, he rejected that offer even when he asked about twice to do it.
"I-I mean," Tadashi stumbled over his own words, "do you want me to? I don't have to do it if you do―"
"Yeah, I mean, NO, I mean I don't mind if you do it. I mean, you have the perfect body for my project!"
Honey began to awed and cooed at Anna, beaming that she's totally into Tadashi's body.
"NO! NAH AW! I think he has a very perfect body―WAIT―I didn't mean it―"
Everyone began laughing, knowing how embarrassed Annabelle was then. To be honest, she was pretty glad to have friends like them to get together, solve their problems with discussing, laughing out the problems, joking with everyone and knowing they'll laugh back because they all have very great sense of humor. They are there to even volunteer for work that needs to be done and they need a model to help them out. Annabelle is quite glad to have many friends and without them, she would've never even offered the assignment, she wouldn't even been a part of the art classes she's in part of today.
Maybe I have the chance after all. Without them, I wouldn't've never even had the courage to even enroll into art school. Anna thought to herself, as she watched her new friends, just having a good time.
To be continued...
I don't know. I'm trash and this is how I managed to write stories. I bit more fluff for Tadashi and Annabelle. Now that Annabelle has a rival; an enemy, and now she has a model/love interest for her project, she's all set for reality.
What's coming up next in the next new chapters? *SPOILERS* Annabelle visits Fred's house, Anna gets a tour of Tadashi's lab, nudity, catfights, choosing and fooling, etc. etc. All and move, to be determined.
Until next time... R&R lovers, fav, follow, whatever!
Peace lovelies, see ya!
