This is the first serious story I've written. All my others are comedies, so this is something new. Anyways, this is a story about Kagome Higurashi, who is an artist. Unfortunately, her mother doesn't agree with this. When InuYasha enters the scene, Kagome must choose between her family and her passion. Please R&R.
Alright, I rewrote this. It's pretty much the same, but it's been updated to suit my talents more. I'm hoping that by rewriting my old stories, I'll get back the ambition to update.
AN ARTIST'S HEART
Chapter 1: One girl's love
Kagome let out a cry of frustration. It just wasn't coming out right! The mountain landscape just did not seem to want to cooperate. "Something wrong?" Sango asked.
"Yeah. Humanity's gone to the dogs, and the government is driven by commercial greed. But more importantly, my painting is being a pain in the ass," Kagome replied bitterly and slumped down into the chair behind her.
Sango studied it. "Looks fine to me," She said.
"'Fine' is far from what I need," Kagome informed her friend as her cell phone began to sing its little jingle. "Hello?" Kagome answered.
"Where are you?" Her mother's voice asked from the other line.
Kagome hesitated before answering, "…Art studio."
"Kagome! You know how I feel about you spending valuable studying time in that art stadium!"
"First off, it's a studio, not a stadium. Second, my grades are fine, mom. There's no reason to worry. I'll be home in a short while. Good-bye, mother." Kagome hung up and stood. "I better get home," She smiled at Sango, who nodded. "Bye."
Kagome took the elevator down from the third floor and strolled outside. A cool breeze gently blew Kagome's hair as she climbed onto her bike. Thoughts ran through her head as she pedaled, her eyes studying the city. Why? She thought, Why is mom so against my art?
Ten minutes later, Kagome pulled up alongside the shrine steps. Leaving her bike, she began the long walk up. When she reached the top and slipped in through the door, her mother was waiting. "You hung up on me," Ms. Higurashi said coldly.
"Yes," Kagome responded, "Sorry. But it's my life, and my grades. Does it really matter as long as I'm not failing?" She walked up the stairs to her room before her mom could say anything in response.
In her room, she lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling. When was her mother going to understand? Art was so important to her. She couldn't-wouldn't-give it up. She closed her eyes. "I won't give up my art..." And she drifted in to a dreamless sleep.