Summer Semester (Omega Wolf Academy Book 1) by JJ King

Author:JJ King [King, JJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: King Publishing
Published: 2020-08-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

My phone vibrated softly, buzzing against my leg as I shifted my gaze from the stunning model posed gracefully on top of a stool at the center of class to my canvas.

Ignoring it, I bent my wrist to lower the angle of my pencil and darkened the shading on my portrait of the woman we’d started working on tonight. She was lovely, all long lines and soft curves with curly burnished hair and dreamy eyes. It was easy to let the world slip away and just focus on translating her beauty onto the page before me. A short buzz indicated that a message had been left. Good. I’d check it after class. There was only nine minutes left to the session and I wanted as much time with my shadows as possible before class ended.

I loved this class. The world outside these four walls faded away when I stepped through the doors to my art class studio. Maybe it was the splash of bold colours on the walls, or the array of student and professor art, or the patient but enthusiastic attitude of my professor, whatever it was, this place calmed me. I adjusted my pencil again and deepened the shadows between the model’s thighs.

"Alright, class," Deirdre, no last name, no fancy doctorate title, said with an easy smile. "We'll continue working on Cassandra next class." She raised her gaze to look at the model who was pulling on a cotton robe and stepping down off the pedestal at the center of class. "Thank you, Cassandra." Deidre offered the beautiful young woman a nod and a smattering of applause that everyone joined in on.

I gathered my supplies, taking care with my pencils out of habit. I'd always loved drawing, but pencils were weapons, so I'd had to secret my precious treasures away and hide them from prying eyes. For our one-month anniversary of being free, Rose had presented me with a beautiful art kit that had allowed me to explore whatever natural talent I had. When I'd been picking out my courses for this term, she'd urged me to register. She hadn't had to urge very strongly, I'd been planning on signing up for an art course anyway, but this one was the advanced class, and I hadn't thought myself ready for it. So, she'd pushed and prodded, like a proper big sister, until I'd submitted a small portfolio of my work, then waited on pins and needles for the professor's decision. Getting that acceptance would go down as one of my favorite moments of all time.

I just wished that the peace and calm I felt while I created would bleed out into my everyday life.

The chuckle escaped before I could catch it and I rolled my eyes over my own idiocy. What exactly did I have to be stressed about? I'd spent my formative years locked inside a cage and was finally free. Not just free, I thought, but blessed with friends and family that understood what I've been through, who'd been through it with me.

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