First signs of spring ((Vika))

[lacey]

Lacey looked at her fingers that were covered with huge splashes of paint one more. She had forgot herself drawing once again even if she had finished the picture displaying a wide field filled with poppies and some mountains in the background and two small girls running through the field hand-in-hand. It was fresh and light and felt happy just like Lacey herself was feeling. Maybe it was because spring was finally here and no one could sulk and pout when the sun was shining so merrily. Lacey didn’t even mind all the splashes of color on her hands. She took a small rag she had along to clean her brushes and rubbed her fingers with it a little even though she knew that it wouldn’t work. This color couldn’t just be washed off. Lacey would just have to wait until the color rubbed off. Which most likely would never happen because by the time these color-spots rubbed off she had already created new ones again.

Lacey blew gently onto the picture she had finished as she gathered all three of her brushes together noticing with some sadness that she wouldn’t be able to use one of the brushes anymore soon. It was already falling apart and no matter how properly Lacey cared for it the hair creating the brush part were already pretty much loose. Lacey didn’t even know what held the brush together anymore, but it had been her favorite brush. She would have to find an other one that was thin enough and as good. That would be a difficult task as Lacey didn’t have money to buy good and expensive brushes. Lacey sighed and wrapped each of her pencils into a different piece of cloth after cleaning them all from all paint smudges. At least she had worn a very old jumper that she always wore when painting with colder weather so that she didn’t have to worry if there was one more splash of color on the jumper or not. It wouldn’t show anyway. Lacey quickly packed her colors to look a bit more presentable too.

Turning her picture and blowing on it gently once more Lacey backed away for about ten paces and then turned and looked at the picture that she had put into such a position against the wall that sun shone onto it bringing out all the colors she had put on the paper. Lacey chewed on her lip-corner as she stared at the picture critically. Even her own eyes found small mistakes on it. The curve of the hand of the smaller girl and the sway of the poppies could be much better. She would never become an other van Gogh, but Lacey draw for her own pleasure. And for a hobby-artist she was rather good. Lacey smiled and decided that she could be satisfied with the hours of work she had poured into the painting that she had started after breakfast. Father might like it too. Lacey turned her eyes skywards raising her hand to shield her eyes from the sun as she looked towards the owlery. Would any of the school owls agree to carry this painting to London? It couldn’t really be packed to be a comfortable package to carry.

[Taylor Hild G2]

Past the big oak door, past the benches and bushs, behind the big oak tree was a blonde practing very complicated cheer moves. Back bend combos and handsprings from the side. All of those so she could improve her skill. In the early days of cheerleading she had pulled many musles and ached for days. Now she could do all of the moves with ease and grace. As she completed her new routine she sat down to drink some water. She looked into a nearby fountain looking back at her was a girl with her blonde hair in a ponytail held up by a gold scrunchie. She was wearing a red skirt and the pelts were gold. Her top was red waith a gold liondown the right side ouf the uniform. The girl looked relaxed from the work out she had jusy endured. That girl was Vika.


Vika picked her self back up and started to go back to the castle. As she jogged to the door a hint of color caught her eye. ' Must be a flower or something.' she thought to herself as she jogged towards it. As she she drew nearer a Hufflepuff and a painting was what she saw. " Nice painting you've got." Vika said. She knew the girl mst of painted it because her handswere splattered with paint. " Light and fluffy perfect for the arrival of sprig." She continued. " By the way the name is Vika." She said while looking at the painting close up.

[lacey]

Maybe she could still add a little touch of color to the sky Lacey pondered as she peered at the painting. It was clear and blue right now. Maybe even a bit too clear. The sky seemed to have hundreds of different colors composing of it in reality yet it was lacking that one special tone on Lacey’s picture. But she didn’t really have more than 2 tones of blue either and mixing colors was a rather horrendous task. Lacey chewed on her lip thoughtfully before she shrugged and shook her hair back. There was still plenty to be done with the painting. But most of the work was already done. Lacey had just about started to put the painting away when someone spoke to her.

Lacey was a little bit startled as she looked around for a moment before her eyes fell to a girl dressed in red and yellow. Or gold rather. Lacey eyed the tight top and the skirt and silently decided that she would not wish to wear something so skimpy in public. Lacey looked higher to the girl’s face. Maybe she was one of the people who had gone along with the cheer-leading craze that had started the castle. Cheerleaders as such only existed in America after all. “Thank you.” Lacey smiled at the girl blowing at an annoying strand of hair that had gotten loose of it’s bobble and had fell on her face again. Putting the painting out of her hands again Lacey took hold of the strand and pulled it back into her messy bun of hair. “I’m glad you like it. It was rather fun to make it and it’s always good to hear you aren’t completely hopeless from others. But the weather is so nice that I couldn’t help but come out here and try to save some of it on paper for my own enjoyment. I’m Lacey.”

Lacey smiled and offered her hand to the girl to shake almost pushing the painting that was once again leaning against the wall over at the process. Chewing on her lower lip a bit embarrassedly Lacey managed to keep everything upright however as she finally offered her hand for the other girl to shake.