POV: 1p
Hello! my name is Alfred. Alfred F Jones to be specific. I'm an art student from The University of Hetalians, there along with my best friend Matt I take classes just like any normal student. The only thing is... I hate them, I hate all the stuck up rich kids who have gold fucking pencils (Like seriously who need a gold dam pencil my god) I hate the teachers (most of them) who don't allow me to draw the way I imagine, I hate the hours (who the fuck wants to wake up at the ass crack of dawn? seriously) and I absolutely hate the models (None of them have any pizzaz like... why are you modeling if your gonna keep a straight face every single TIME my sketchbook is filled with empty faced zombies now what the fuck man) and it's not like I can transfer to a better art school. I'm here at TUH on scholarship so I'm sort of stuck. I've got class tomorrow and it's already like 10:30 so I should probably sleep. Uggggghhhhhh. Why did college have to be such a downer?
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From The First Day I Met You
FanfictionAlfred is an art major living in Chicago, Illinois. He hates his instructors, classes, and especially the stuck up art kids. All he wants to do is paint. Allen is a 22 year old red haired fire ball. He loves sketching and painting alike, but hasn't...
