It's Not that Bad to be an Assassin

Chapter 6 : I Do Love To Express Myself In Art

    Right after I changed out of my gym clothes I went out in the hall and walked to my next class (Art) My art class was quite... As you can say, artistic. When I walked into my Art class I was practically the first one there. So I took a seat all the way in the back of the classroom, near a window. More students came into the classroom and there was something I noticed... Apparently that boy that's uncomfortably popular is in all my classes... annoying. Out of a month that I have been in this school... I never noticed he was in all my classes... annoying. I also noticed I really do love to say 'Annoying' all the time... huh. When everyone was in their seats, my teacher came in the classroom. My art teacher is male, handsome and young. He's only 21 years old and I'm 17... That's not a big age difference, is It? I have a chance right? But then again, my dead mother wouldn't want me to date a 21 year old man. It wasn't going to work anyway, the relationship would have been straight, against my morals. "Ohayō Class!" My art teacher says. "Ohayō! Mister Takahashi!" The class replies. I look at him. "Today class, we are going to do some grown up art." Mister Takahashi exclaims. Everyone moans and groans except for the fangirls. I look at him get nervous then he says, "I-uh c-come on guys! It's not that bad! r-right?" Mister Takahashi protests.

I stare at him and say out loud "No." Everyone looks at me and I stare at the window because viewing the window is a fine way to calm yourself during stressing ANNOYING situations. "Aww~ thanks Ariel!" he smiles and continues to talk to the class, "Alright, let's get started!" He says and starts to pass out a piece of paper to each of the students. The paper was blank. When he past out the blank pieces of paper to everyone he said to draw something in GREAT detail that exppresses your feelings. I drew mine extremely fast and exceptional. My drawing had a woman curled into a ball covering her heart with her hands and her knees folded to her hands on her chest. The color of her was a deep sharpie black. The colors of the heart was dark grey, black and white. The colors of emptiness, which was painted with water color paint. I looked at the picture I drew & water colored. Nodding in approval, I continue to look over it, "So, is it appealing to you Ariel?" I say to myself in my mind. "Why yes it is Ariel." I reply to myself in my mind. Mister Takahashi passes by me... he stops and takes a couple of steps backwards looking at my drawing. "That's a really nice drawing Ariel! Were you born with such a talent?" He asked. To be precised that is a dumb question to ask... Since technically a person is born with a talent... Which is probably why it's called 'Talent' hmm... confusing indeed... it also makes no sense. "Correct, I am indeed born with this Talent." I reply. "Aw~ You speak like your an adult already!" He says patting my head while smiling. Takahashi my handsome, nice teacher is patting my head... How delightful. "Can I take a picture of it Ariel?" He asks looking at me. "Well, I can't see why not..." 

"I do love to express myself in art." I say, and he takes the picture.