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The Screaming Hope

... but you will be rewarded one way or another, sooner or later.

After Chemistry and English, I - finally - have Art.
This has become my favourite hour I guess. I can express myself without being juged badly on my choices, I can escape a while from the prison... I can feel better.
And I feel more better when I see Mr.Way, staring at me. He smiles. I concentrate on the finitions of my first drawing, which I like to name as "The Screaming Hope".
After I finish checking every detail of the drawing, I stand up, grabbing my paper and walking to Mr.Way's desk. I put my drawing on the table.
- "The Screaming Hope". Hm, cool name, says the teacher at the sight of it, an adorable smile on his face. Can you explain it to me a bit?
- It's simple. The woman is screaming, hoping that someone will hear her, help her, take her out from the poisoned water of the society. She screams with all her strength, all her soul, making her arch her back. She screams this way because she has an energy, a fuel to scream this loud, and this fuel is Hope. She knows it can be better... 'Cause she... deserves... Better?
- The bell will ring in one minute, so, we will continue this conversation in two minutes, I... I also have something to ask you.
I regain my chair, packing my things and cleaning my desk.
I wait for everyone to leave the room, and then I walk to the teacher's desk, wondering what he's gonna ask.
He looks at me with his gorgeous hazel eyes, before saying:
- When you say "she deserves better", you're talking about you right?
I bite my lip, because I feel a bit... pretentious I guess?
- Yes... But also every girl, or boy who is in this vicious circle.
- Ok... Now, I was wondering. You have a real potential. I mean, I've looked at other works and I don't think they are really worth watching besides yours. I mean, in your work, the emotions are there. The message too. And you draw really well. I think... If I give you a grand canvas, and we work together, it can be pretty cool.
When he said "together", I thought I was gonna melt onto the ground.
- Well..., I say, why not?
Oh my God, I could really melt for his smile.
- 'Kay, so, let's begin now! he says cheerily.

Notes

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Comments

@nuclearcloud
I'm not fantabulous, silly... But awww thank you ;)

@The American Spirit

No I meant you ;)

nuclearcloud nuclearcloud
3/6/14

@nuclearcloud
Awww.... You're fantabulous! :3

@The American Spirit

Well like their mother :3

nuclearcloud nuclearcloud
3/5/14

@nuclearcloud
They are fantabulous!! :'D