Disclaimer: I don't own Chalk Zone or any related characters. I never claimed to. I never have. I never will. End of story
Well, what did you think of chapter 1? This is (unfortunately) another flashback. However, without them, you won't understand the story at all (that is, unless you are reading my mind as I type and you are seeing the ideas in my head. In that case, * shivers uncontrollably * GET OUT OF MY BRAIN!!!!) Sorry about that. Anyhoo, this is chapter 2, and it introduces Regina, or Regi, Bullnerd, as well as Dylan Jones. Both have vital parts in the subsequent chapters. Well, here we go!
Chapter 2: New Student
Eight years ago"Hey! Give that back!" Seven-year old Aurora yelled as Regina Bullnerd stole her blue crayon from her easel. "I was just about to use that!"
"Poor little Aurora! It's too bad you aren't as good a ar-tEEst as your dad. Maybe then you would have some friends!" Regi said menacingly as she ran around the room, closely followed by Aurora.
"Oh, really? Aurora said back "Well, it's too bad you look so much like your dad. Maybe then you would have some friends!" (Regi is basically a female version of her father, Reggie Bullnerd.) With that, Aurora pulled the blue crayon out of Regina's hand, turned around, and walked back to the easel to continue her drawing.
Suddenly, the teacher walked in with a young boy wearing blue jeans, a denim jacket over a red T-shirt, and whitish-gray tennis shoes. He had brown hair and light brown eyes that clearly conveyed his nervousness. His skin was very tan, as if he spent most of his time outside. Aurora caught his eye, and smiled. Seeing that she was friendly, he grinned back.
"Class, settle down now. We have a new student. I would like you all to meet Dylan Jones. He's from Louisiana. Would you like tell the class anything about yourself?"
"Hi, y'all," Dylan spoke clearly, with a slight southern accent in his voice. "I'm Dylan. I just moved here from New Orleans, Louisiana. I'm eight years old, and I like art and to play my guitar."
"You like art?" Aurora asked. "I do, too."
"Aurora, thank you for volunteering," Mrs. Sanchez said. "You will show Dylan around the school and help him get comfortable with the third grade here, all right?"
Aurora answered, "Yes, Mrs. Sanchez."
"Now, everyone should be about finished with their pictures; that is, except for Aurora. Would you like to take it home to finish, or leave it here for Monday?"
"I would prefer to take it home, because my daddy will probably let me use his crayons."
"All, right. Why don't you show Dylan around the classroom? Perhaps get him a spelling book from the shelf?" Mrs. Sanchez motioned toward the opposite end of the room, where a large bookshelf took up half the wall.
"Come with me, Dylan. We'll have you all set up in a New York minute." Aurora said as she grabbed Dylan's hand and practically dragged him to the easels. "Now, this is the art center, where I spend most of my free time. This is Regi's picture, and this one is mine. It's not finished yet, though." The picture in question was a beautiful crayon drawing of a landscape as seen from a farmhouse window, complete with sash.
"Wow," was all Dylan could say.
"Come on. We have to get you your books. Let's see, you're eight, right?"
"Yeah. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I just like to see how many people are older than me. So far, I'm the youngest person in the third grade. I just turned seven about a week ago."
"Really? Well, Happy Birthday. Did you have a big party?"
"No. I…don't have many friends here at school. For some reason, nobody seems to like me, and I don't know why."
"Well," Dylan said, "You're a very talented artist. Just out of curiosity, are you related to any famous artists?"
"Actually, my daddy is Rudy Tabouti."
"No way! You mean THE Rudy Tabouti's your papa? That's so cool! Could I get his autograph? Or maybe a picture?"
"Of course! However, you'll have to wait until next week, because he's in Los Angeles for a show. Hey, I just remembered! Next Friday is Parent's Day, and he and my mom are both coming in. You'll get to meet him then."
"That's awesome! Hey, what does your mom do?"
"She's a particle physicist."
"What's that?"
"I don't know. She once told me that she studies atoms, protons, neutrons and electrons, but that's gibberish to me. Sounds like baby talk, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, it sounds just like something Jessica would say."
Aurora looked confused. "Who's Jessica?"
Dylan replied, "She's my baby sister. She's only a year old."
"Oh, okay."
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Aurora and Dylan continued to get to know each other for the rest of the day, and soon became the best of friends. They would stick up for each other when Regina came around, and Aurora managed to get Dylan and his father, who is an art dealer, a behind-the-scenes look at Rudy's studio and upcoming projects. Not only did Dylan get an autographed picture, he also received a charcoal portrait of himself that Rudy drew while they were at the studio. All in all, Aurora and Dylan greatly enjoyed the next eight years. Little did they know that something was coming that nobody expected—something dangerous to Chalk Zone. Something deadly.
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