Chapter 2: Ep.1: 11th November pt.1
I opened up my eyes because of a loud cracking noise. My clock, of course, always like it is going to break apart. I turned around and saw the time, 6:30am.
And the next second I hit the ringing clock so hard that it left a crack on it. That impact also created a loud noise, "BAAM".
I left my bed and quickly opened my room door. I rushed to the toilet and prepared to brush my teeth. The toothpaste gel just dropped to the sink 's surface. It didn't fall into the hole, though. So I needed to grossly pick up the gel back using my toothbrush. I admitted it is gross, but when life gives you shit, you just need to roll with it.
I finished brushing and I looked into the mirror. Yes, I don't look at the mirror when I am brushing. The mirror showed a ugly boy's face and he was disgusting. Just like me.
And now, let's skip all those eating breakfast and traveling parts. I just arrived to my school like 7:40 in the morning. I study in a high school which specializes in visual arts. When I was still young, I liked drawing and creating stuffs of mine. That's why I chose to study in this school. It was a mistake, obviously.
Like usual, I am the first to arrive in the classroom. I turned on the lights because I'd like my place to be prepared. Then I returned to my seat and reached for my sketchbook but it was actually not a formal sketchbook, it was just an exercise book with my drawings on it.
In my first years of studying in this school, I liked drawing robots like Transformers and Gundams. Though I mastered skills of drawing these things, I really suck at drawing human body because I actually skipped those body drawing lesson because I was really sick that time. That is why there were a lot of human figure drawing in my "sketchbook".
As I have said earlier, I took my sketchbook and went to the other classroom. There was a couple of students sitting already in that room. I walked slowly towards a fat guy. He couldn't hear my soft footsteps.
"Hello there." I said that in a Obi-Wan voice. He was surprised but didn't scream. Instead, he looked at me and his expression was just like "You crazy or wut."
He was Paco, a friend of mine, whose major was also Visual Arts. He was younger than me by one year. "Ah Peter." He said, "What is up with you?" "I drew this female swordsman design." I showed him the drawing from the sketchbook. "What do you think?"
Paco looked at it for a couple of seconds. He looked worried. "Well, her face is still weird. The body proportion is better, I think." he stopped for a moment. "But why is her boobs as big as two watermelons?"
I sighed and smiled. "Still learning about how to draw people. I really suck at drawing girls."
"Did you draw the skeleton for the girl?"
"No. I don't know how to draw those."
Paco then immediately drew a human joint skeleton figure on my sketchbook. It still looks off as the body is not 7 headed long.
"Anyway, thanks for your comments." Then I left his classroom. I returned to my classroom and waited for the teacher to arrive to my classroom and do the class affairs. The classroom is already full of people at 8:05am. because after 8:05, students would get warning from teachers.
As usual, they were copying each other's homework. They also chatted really, I mean REALLY, noisy. This really annoyed me. I hated noise.
Then after the form teacher period (which I skipped because it is boring.), I switched classroom with my stuffs to the VA room, to attend my VA lesson. Our teacher is Ms. Stephanie. She was strict. My classmates didn't like her and they always need to "put on a happy face" to her. I mean she was fine. She just worried that we would fail in our public exam in the future.
"Peter, where is your artwork?" Ms. Stephanie asked me. My artwork was actually making a video game proposal or concept making and show how it is going to reflect my theme. I told her that. It backfired.
"T-that is not how it worked! Peter! That is just a freaking research workbook! You are in big trouble!"
Shit. I thought. And other classmates (who were all girls) looked at me like I am boned. Ms. Stephanie told me to make a phone board to show how my game works to people. I was just like "No one is going to present a video game like that." I actually said that. This argument actually lasted longer than I expected. Then I agreed to make physical character models to show the story of the game.
Ms. Stephanie thought that I was good at model making. But no. I was only good at model kit making, like "Gunpla"s. Well, I was doomed either way. So I just rolled with it.
After the lessons, there was recess time for 20 minutes. I went to the library to see my friend, Dan. We were friends for 5 years already. He was the vice-chairman for the library and I was the chairman of it, which ironically, I still didn't know how most of the things in the library work.
Dan was in the counter. I got into the counter and showed him the girl drawing. He looked at it for just 1 second.
He laughed maniacally and loud. People in the library were terrified of his laughter and turned to look at our direction. Gosh. This is fucking embarrassing.
"What is this shit? Look at her face! It looks like shit! Her boobs! Are like fucking watermelons!"
He said while still laughing. "Her ass is also very flat! Holy shit!"
I just put on a helpless smile when he was saying that. I only gave him to see the picture just because I wanted some advise on how to draw human figure.
"I had drew human figure for a year. I have change d from drawing rectangular faces to faces that have chins." I literally said that. Now I really want to give myself a face palm. "You know what?"said Dan,"People can have such improvement just within weeks. Your drawing is not that great, actually. I am saying this as a friend, ok?" He actually gave out a serious face when saying this. But I don't know why, my brain automatically translated his words to this:
"Do you know you fucking suck? How about giving up and stop showing me these trash drawings. I am sick of seeing these trashy things. I can even draw better pictures than you. You turd!"
Yeah, I am weird.
Then I saw the huge amount books on the book cart.
"What the heck? Why is there many books there?"
"Don't you know? Our generous Big BOSS Ms. Wendy did this this shit! We must thank her about that!" Dan said.
"Why don't we put them back to the bookshelf?"
"Nah. I say we leave them here and show her what bullshit she had made us to do.
I thought for a little bit.
"Uh...We are the big men in the library and we should take whatever shit she gave us, eh?"
I was talking about responsibility, but I think Dan didn't get it.
"Fine, you will take her shits. Yourself."
I was shocked and I thought friends should help each other.
Then I left the the library because of Dan's helplessness and it's about the start of my math lesson.
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