((A/N: For those of you who have been reading this story for a while, You
may or may not realize that I have changed Carissa's name to Anastasia.
There is a reason for that, so I just thought I would let you all know so
you wouldn't get confused))
Tianna, meanwhile, was at MacArthur Park doing tricks on her skateboard off of whatever she could find. She stopped only for a moment to glance up at Catty and Vanessa. Catty was seated on a bench opposite Vanessa, who was still as a statue, posing so that Catty could paint her.
Just then, they all heard footsteps approaching and turned to see Kevin, Jake, and Aimee from "Sniper" approaching.
"Gah!" cried Catty, "Vanessa, don't move!"
"Sorry." Vanessa resumed her previous pose, and Tianna turned to Jake and the others.
"Hi!" she said as her board coached to a stop beside them. "What's up?"
"Not much," said Jake. "Just working on a new song while the others are at orchestra practice."
"Awesome!" Tianna was suddenly excited. "What's it called?"
"We don't know yet." Kevin said, without taking his eyes off of the incomplete score in his hand. "I'm not too good with words. I just right the instrumentation, and Aimee writes the drum part for Faith."
"So who writes the words?"
Before they could answer, Aimee peeked over Catty's shoulder and let out a short squeal. "Oh my God, that's awesome!" She looked back and forth between Vanessa and the painting. "It looks just like her! And the detail and the color. . . She looks just like a goddess!"
Catty and Vanessa couldn't help but grin at each other at that comment.
Jake and Kevin wandered over and glanced at the painting. "Hey, yeah!" said Jake, "That's really good! You gonna be an art major?"
Catty shrugged. "Depends. . ."
"Depends on what?" Kevin asked.
"I just haven't decided yet." Catty and Vanessa glanced at each other somberly for a moment, remembering the choice that all the daughters had to make on their seventeenth birthday. It always scared them to think about it. Catty would probably be an artist if she chose to remain on earth, but she would lose the memory of what she had once been. Or she could chose to leave this life behind and become something else. Supposedly a guardian spirit of some kind, but no one ever really knew for sure. All of the Daughters of the Moon had to make this choice, and they all dreaded it.
Kevin nodded considerately. "I can understand that. I know I'm gonna be a composer, but that in itself isn't gonna get me far. I have to do something else along with it, but I have no idea what."
"Oh, stop being modest, Kevin! With the way you write music, you'd be an instant millionaire as a composer! I heard that trio you write for Faith, Natalie, and Lerato to audition with and it's. . ."
"What are they auditioning for?" asked Tianna, interrupting Aimee.
Jake chimed in. "The school orchestra. Kevin agreed to write something for them to play for the conductor. . .no strings attached! Get it?! No strings attached! I crack myself up!" He laughed hysterically until he realized that he was the only one, and all of the others were just staring at him.
Kevin rolled his eyes and pointed at the ground in front of Jake and said in a commanding voice, "Bad dog, Jake! Sit! Stay!"
"Yes," agreed Aimee, "That was a doozy, Jake. I won't be able to laugh again for weeks!"
Jake hung his head in mock shame. "Aww, come on you guys! Cut me some slack here! I'm trying!"
"That's what scares us," said Aimee, and everyone laughed.
"Well, we'd better get going before Jake causes you three to die laughing," Kevin grinned and gave a little wave. "See you at school, guys!"
Kevin jogged off with Aimee and Jake in tow, but as they were all waving, no one noticed Ambrose's shadow following the three friends as they went on their way.
Tianna, meanwhile, was at MacArthur Park doing tricks on her skateboard off of whatever she could find. She stopped only for a moment to glance up at Catty and Vanessa. Catty was seated on a bench opposite Vanessa, who was still as a statue, posing so that Catty could paint her.
Just then, they all heard footsteps approaching and turned to see Kevin, Jake, and Aimee from "Sniper" approaching.
"Gah!" cried Catty, "Vanessa, don't move!"
"Sorry." Vanessa resumed her previous pose, and Tianna turned to Jake and the others.
"Hi!" she said as her board coached to a stop beside them. "What's up?"
"Not much," said Jake. "Just working on a new song while the others are at orchestra practice."
"Awesome!" Tianna was suddenly excited. "What's it called?"
"We don't know yet." Kevin said, without taking his eyes off of the incomplete score in his hand. "I'm not too good with words. I just right the instrumentation, and Aimee writes the drum part for Faith."
"So who writes the words?"
Before they could answer, Aimee peeked over Catty's shoulder and let out a short squeal. "Oh my God, that's awesome!" She looked back and forth between Vanessa and the painting. "It looks just like her! And the detail and the color. . . She looks just like a goddess!"
Catty and Vanessa couldn't help but grin at each other at that comment.
Jake and Kevin wandered over and glanced at the painting. "Hey, yeah!" said Jake, "That's really good! You gonna be an art major?"
Catty shrugged. "Depends. . ."
"Depends on what?" Kevin asked.
"I just haven't decided yet." Catty and Vanessa glanced at each other somberly for a moment, remembering the choice that all the daughters had to make on their seventeenth birthday. It always scared them to think about it. Catty would probably be an artist if she chose to remain on earth, but she would lose the memory of what she had once been. Or she could chose to leave this life behind and become something else. Supposedly a guardian spirit of some kind, but no one ever really knew for sure. All of the Daughters of the Moon had to make this choice, and they all dreaded it.
Kevin nodded considerately. "I can understand that. I know I'm gonna be a composer, but that in itself isn't gonna get me far. I have to do something else along with it, but I have no idea what."
"Oh, stop being modest, Kevin! With the way you write music, you'd be an instant millionaire as a composer! I heard that trio you write for Faith, Natalie, and Lerato to audition with and it's. . ."
"What are they auditioning for?" asked Tianna, interrupting Aimee.
Jake chimed in. "The school orchestra. Kevin agreed to write something for them to play for the conductor. . .no strings attached! Get it?! No strings attached! I crack myself up!" He laughed hysterically until he realized that he was the only one, and all of the others were just staring at him.
Kevin rolled his eyes and pointed at the ground in front of Jake and said in a commanding voice, "Bad dog, Jake! Sit! Stay!"
"Yes," agreed Aimee, "That was a doozy, Jake. I won't be able to laugh again for weeks!"
Jake hung his head in mock shame. "Aww, come on you guys! Cut me some slack here! I'm trying!"
"That's what scares us," said Aimee, and everyone laughed.
"Well, we'd better get going before Jake causes you three to die laughing," Kevin grinned and gave a little wave. "See you at school, guys!"
Kevin jogged off with Aimee and Jake in tow, but as they were all waving, no one noticed Ambrose's shadow following the three friends as they went on their way.
