Isis: All About the Goddess by Shawn James

Author:Shawn James [James, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Urban
ISBN: 9781492308256
Google: KP_boAEACAAJ
Amazon: B00GTAY4RA
Publisher: SJS DIRECT
Published: 2013-11-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

I’m talking to Marilyn about books I’ve read when the 3 train we’re riding on bolts into the 14th Street Station. Once the doors open, we hop out of our seats, get off the train, and hurry through the turnstiles. Warm summer air hits us in the face as we trek up the stairs of the entrance on Broadway and start marching up towards Fifth Avenue.

Marilyn gets the door for me when we stroll into the Fine Arts Building. After we flash our ID cards at the security desk, we rush down the hall into the Fine Arts Department office. The shy sandy haired kid who was wearing the Superman T-shirt in class yesterday is sitting at the reception desk in a Green Lantern one this morning. His eyes fall to the floor when Marilyn greets him with a friendly smile.

“Hey Kyle.” She greets.

So that’s the fanboy’s name. “Hey Marilyn. Missed you in class yesterday.” He mutters.

“I wasn’t feeling too well.” Marilyn replies taking the clipboard with the sign in sheet off the counter. “So Isis filled in for me.”

Kyle brings his head up forces himself to make eye contact with me. When his eyes meet mine he cracks an awkward smile. I have the feeling he’s imagining me without my clothes on right now. “Hey, I really liked your poses yesterday.” Kyle says.

“Thanks.” I say smiling back at him.

“But you’ve got nothing on Marilyn. She’s got muscles like Wonder Woman.”

Looks like he’s a fan of Marilyn’s figure. But I don’t know if he’s a fan of her. From the bashful way he acts I think I should keep him on my list of suspects.

While we’re signing in for the day, Kyle hops out of the seat at the reception desk, rushes over to a supply cabinet and opens it up. His face twists into a frown when he looks up at the top shelves. “Hey, what happened to all the soft Casteline?” he asks.

Marilyn walks over to the cabinet and scans it.” I thought we had some in there-”

“What’s Casteline?” I ask.

The boy’s eyes light up on my inquiry. “What’s Casteline?” Kyle replies. “Dude, it’s like the best sculpting wax in the world.”

Maybe I should have taken a moment or two to brush up on what’s going on in the art world while I was doing research on Marilyn. “You need it for class?”

“Yeah, I’m working on this figure for my sculpting class this morning and this stuff is a godsend. It’s a wax that models just like clay. So you don’t have to worry about it cracking or breaking when you cast it out in silicone molds.”

“Chris usually keeps some art supplies on hand for students when they’re low on cash.” Marilyn interjects. “Looks like someone beat you to it Kyle.”

“Guess I’ll have to work with medium.” Kyle pouts taking a ziploc bag off the shelf. “I hope you get better Marilyn.”

“Thanks.”

Kyle stuffs the bag of wax into his backpack and hurries out of the office. As I put the signup sheet back on the counter, Marilyn closes up the closet and smiles at me.

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