Back to School- Chapter 2
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Max Ride but I do own Danielle!
He turned to her silently with a nod of recognition. But, as she hadn't expected, he replied.
"Hey, I'm Jason…Jason Michaels."
"Nice to meet you Jason." Max said politely with a small smile. She was saved embarrassment as the rustling stopped and the teacher scraped her chalk across the board, introducing herself.
"Ok class, first off, I would like you all to introduce yourselves to the class. Stand, state your name and your favorite art form. After that, I will release you to a free draw period. Feel free to draw or create anything you would like and then bring it up to me once finished. Alrighty then, Laura, how about you start us off."
I watched and listened politely as students in turn introduced themselves. I smiled knowingly as one of my best friends, Maria, stood. "I'm Maria and I like to draw and doodle in pen." I quietly sank into my own memories while the next row began.
I remember when it was the first day of school in my sophomore year.
FLASHBACK
I was sitting in class and she came in and sat in her assigned seat beside me. I ignored her and began picking at the edges of the smooth desk. I furtively glanced over at her paper, on which she was absentmindedly doodling. She sat back and set down her red pen. I heard the popping as she cracked her knuckles. I peered over at her paper and I was truly amazed.
"Wow, that's good." I said before I could stop myself. She looked over at me sheepishly.
"Nah. Just some simple doodles."
"Doodles!" I exclaimed. "Well, you are an amazing artist. I'm Melissa."
She simply nodded and said, "I'm Maria."
FLASHBACK ENDS
After that, we began hanging out more. We became the best of friends. I even helped her get her boyfriend, Ichiro.
I felt a rustle beside me and immediately looked around. All those years of being on the lookout kicked in. I relaxed as He spoke.
"Jason. Charcoal and Pencil shading." He muttered simply. Yep, that's Fang with his few-word replies. Looking toward the front of the room, I saw Ms. Grundy positively beaming. Not many people in her classes enjoyed charcoal.
I stood as Jason sat and introduced myself. "Hi! I'm Melissa and although I love all art forms, I like to draw with pencil or paint."
Ms. Grundy applauded and then sent us off to work on our own. As usual, I got straight to work. My small nubby pencil glided across the paper as I sketched out my painting.
After I had finished the rough pencil sketch, I sat back and took a deep breath. I snuck a peek at Jason's drawing and I almost gasped. I never know he had that much talent. His face was taut with concentration but his hand moved swiftly and gently. First he had a rough outline and now he was using charcoal to shade it in. He began with the lighter areas and worked his way to the darker ones. I couldn't quite tell what it was that was being depicted on the canvas but I could tell it was going to be good.
He seemed to have sensed me watching him as his pencil abruptly stopped and his head snapped over in my direction. I promptly looked back at my own sketch and pretended to be studying it. When I felt his gaze leave me, I began to paint.
Sticking my thin brush into the gooey paint, I coated it with a dark black. As I lifted the paintbrush to the canvas I smelt that strong putrid smell that is fresh paint. It was almost as bad as the antiseptic smell from the school.
I pushed away all of the old evil memories and let my brush roll across the paper. I quietly began painting over the pencil outline of the bed. And then the walls. And then the amp sitting on the floor.
That's when I switched colors. I used my smallest brush to paint the two people in the painting. The male was sitting in a chair, strumming a guitar (ahem...Fang…ahem) and the female was sitting beside the bed (ahem…me…ahem), watching the man with great interest. When I had added the final detail and had finished shading the 3-D walls, I stood. I was about to grab my painting only to find that Jason was already up there.
Ms. Grundy called everyone to her attention and she pointed out Jason's drawing. Every time she did a free draw day, the first project to be brought to her was hung up and she pointed out its strengths and weaknesses. From the back row, I couldn't see it real well but I could hear Ms. Grundy. Normally, all she realy does is the bad things, the areas that need to be improved, but now she was excitedly pointing out how well Jason had used the charcoal and such.
Once she finished her rant, the class brought up their finished products and set them on her desk. Just as I set mine down, the bell rang.
Grabbing my books, I head to the front of the room. I just HAD to his drawing. Once I saw it, I gasped.
It was…me. I mean, not me-Melissa, but me-Max. I was flying upward, my head bent back, my legs bent, my wings folded in slightly. He had even shaded in some wind.
Someone stepped up behind me and I instantly turned. Looking up, I met those deep brown eyes.
"Your piece is really really really good. Where did you get the idea?" I didn't mean to ask that last question but it came out anyway. Thankfully, he replied.
"Thanks. And, it was…well, just an old friend." He visibly saddened and I felt really bad. I bid him a good-bye and head to my next class, AP Math. I took my seat and watched as old friends and people I had never met walked through the doorway.
Mr. Caldwell was just about to start class when the door creaked open. A young man in dark clothing (which looked awefully familiar) walked up to the teacher and handed him what I recognized as Ms. Grundy's pass. He turned and took the only available seat, which was to my left. Well whaddya know?
"We meet again…" He whispered jokingly. I smiled for a second but then turned my attention to Mr. Caldwell, who had begun explaining the curriculum this year. Of course, that didn't work as I slipped into my thoughts.
I can't believe Fang is in my math class! I really hope he won't be in any of my other classes. It's hard enough being in one class with him…Fang…Well, sorry for being so long but here is the next chapter. Thanks for reading and now please REVIEW!!!
-AMSRULE