TITLE: The Guardians
GENRE: YA Fantasy
The bell rang, just as I put the finishing touches on my last painting. I moved my easel to the side of the art room, and left the painting to dry. I’d take it home to add to my portfolio tomorrow. I wasn’t planning on coming back to the art room after school, so I grabbed the rest of my portfolio, and took it with me to my last class.
The scholarship application was due soon, and I needed to photograph each of my art pieces and send in my best work. I had spent the last two weeks sorting through each of my drawings and consulting my art teacher about which ones to send. My portfolio held my most important work right now, so I carefully maneuvered through the crowded hallways.
Suddenly I felt someone push me and I went flying forward. I landed on my hands and knees. My portfolio fell open dumping the pictures all over the floor in the hall.
“Whoops, Isis. I didn’t see you there,” Mike said. I shuddered. I made it a point to avoid any area that had Mike in it and I was so focused on keeping my pictures safe that I had forgotten to keep an eye out for him.
Fighting back tears I scrambled to pick up the sketches and return them to my portfolio. Mike stood there laughing as I counted the sketches. I realized that I was still missing one. Frantically I looked through the drawings again.