The Pawn_A Reverse Harem Bully Revenge Romance by Lucy Auburn

Author:Lucy Auburn [Auburn, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-07T05:00:00+00:00

It's my first Visual Arts class with Cole since the spiders incident, and I'm anticipating something from him. So I carefully put my newly dyed hair in a bun and pull a soft woolen cap over it—while I doubt he'll play the same prank on me as last time, it doesn't hurt to be safe.

Georgia Johnson paid top dollar for this new hair of mine, after all.

I make it to class before him and select a stool in the middle of the room. That way I'll be where anyone can see it if he does something to me—not that I trust the other students to protect me. My spot puts me near a still life station with dried flowers and a few macabre items on it, like a half-eaten pear and a few fake spiders. Rainbow told us that this class we'd be taking some inspiration from the Danish and Flemish still life paintings of the 17th and 18th centuries, which were often political and even a little gruesome in what they depicted.

The instant Cole enters the tent, I know. I can feel his eyes on me, as if there's some invisible tether between us, connecting the two of us inexorably.

He doesn't stop by my stool, though. No doubt he wants me to anticipate his revenge, even drive myself crazy thinking about it. But I won't let him distract me, and I won't think too long about what he might do. This is my best class at Coleridge so far, and the last thing I need is to fall behind here when I can barely figure out the rest of my subjects.

Soon we're working on the pieces, and I fall into that same familiar head space where everything is calm and easy, like the still water of a small lake. This time we're doing strictly pencil and charcoal. Rainbow has told us to make our blacks as dark as possible, our lights as light as possible, and cover as many ranges of value in between. That means paying attention to which pencil I'm using, how dark and soft the lead is.

It's easy to darken the shadows of this piece. There are spider legs and dead petals. The dried flowers are propped up on a few old books with their titles worn down from time. It's the kind of piece that draws your eye if done correctly, and I intend to take my time.

When break is called in the middle of class, I get up to stretch my legs but don't walk too far from my easel. There's no way I'm letting Cole destroy this piece of art—not this time around. Rainbow gave me an easy A for my first assignment because she'd seen my work before it was destroyed, but this time we're working on this same still life across a few classes, and I can't let him put me back a whole day.

But he doesn't walk close to my easel, and doesn't grab the dirty water bucket from the sink.

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