April Drawing Challenges Novels & Stories

Her belly button was tucked inside the muscle and that's where the drawing stopped. May scrunched her nose. This drawing reminds her of someone. Someone she doesn't want to be reminded of, Bella. Her eyes shifted to the next drawing which she found to be the worst. A woman and man having sex. No, it looked like she was being raped cause her hands were tied. May's stomach churned. She felt uncomfortable. Why does he have such obscenities drawn in his room? The third and fourth drawings she loved, however. She thought the artist had done a wonderful job drawing a rose that looked like it was dying with its leaves dropping to the floor.

“Come on, let's get you out of your uniforms. The quadruplets jumped after her. After they freshened up, they had lunch. Daniela had some sketches to make, so after they were done with lunch, the quadruplets followed her into her room. The next hour passed in colored pencils, scattered papers, and loud opinions. Alessio insisted on drawing cars. Rocco drew a house with far too many windows. Leo filled his page with stick figures holding hands. Matteo worked quietly, carefully, his tongue poking out in concentration. Daniela moved between them, praising, correcting, laughing. When she leaned over Matteo’s shoulder, she paused. His drawing was of a woman standing in front of a large building.

I ended up with delicate silver swirls along my temples and cheekbones, while Isaac chose bold blue designs that highlighted his eyes in an annoyingly attractive way. “Now for the real fun,” he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward a section of pavement that hadn’t been decorated yet. He bought us each a box of chalk, and we knelt on the ground side by side. “I have no idea what to draw,” I admitted, staring at the blank concrete. “Just let go,” Isaac suggested, already drawing a stick figure. “There are no rules.” No rules. What a concept.

Mу hand finally ѕеttlеѕ аrоund thе nесk of a wine bоttlе, but bеfоrе I can dо a thing thеу’rе drаggіng hеr tоwаrd thе саr. April іѕ struggling аgаіn, hеr feet kісkіng uselessly at thе two thugѕ who hаvе her. Thеу wrеѕtlе hеr tоwаrd thе vehicle wіth аlmоѕt nо еffоrt.

I asked, trying to sound cheerful. April's face lit up. "Emma! Come save us from Camila's culinary disasters!" Camila rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "Hey, Mom." The lukewarm greeting stung, but I pushed aside my feelings. I was determined to make this work. "Hey, sweetie!" I said, forcing enthusiasm. "What's the challenge?" April handed me a mixing bowl and a spoon. "We're making chocolate chip cookies. Camila's team is lagging behind."

Chris laughed awkwardly, “not as much hidden talents, as working at a school and having to do art projects when I started. I can draw some animals. See if you like them?” I shrugged, “let’s see what you fucking got.” Chris went to draw some animals on a paper to show me, while the rest went to work and painted the room pink. April said it was a light pink or what ever the fuck the color is called. It was pink. Suddenly Kane came up with the brilliant fucking idea to look up templates on the computer. “What about like butterflies? Or ladybugs? Or dragonflies? Those much be easier than a whole animal?” Kane said.

“H-hey I want to-“Jill threw the pen and crayons to her before she could have finish the sentence. April was surprised but she easily caught it. “Thanks Jill!” “Whatever” she replied. April went back the equipment they need. Wayne took a piece of paper and placed in on the desk. “Here it is now start” she handed pen and crayon and ordered him to get it on immediately. “Let’s draw Michelangelo then the stuff he does” April suggested. “Good idea, I’ll do that” Wayne agreed. He started drawing, April wandered around checking everyone’s work, loitering as he did all the work. A few minutes later she came back to check the progress.

April pats the bed and gestures for me to sit next to her. Handing me her drawing book, she opened the cover to show me her first design. "I came up with this a couple of years ago. I have more books but this one is very special." I looked through her designs and i was more than impressed. "Wow... April this are really good." April beams at my comment as if she had never heard them from anyone else before. Most, if not All of her designs are hoody based. Whether it is a dress or just a top, everything screams hoody and her designs are decorated with bright colours.

"You want to try that?" April nodded, determination etched on her face. "Yeah, I want to try new things. Are you sure you can handle it?" I chuckled, a low, husky sound. "Oh, I can handle it. But are you sure you can handle me?" April's grin turned sly, and I felt a thrill of excitement run through me.

April didn’t run from Chloe, not with the lights on. Chloe's actions were visible to onlookers. April found herself stuck with no time to create a scenario or narrative to embarrass her. She couldn't quickly discredit April without raising questions about her own motives and presence. Chloe couldn't create false situations to blame on herself.