Drawing 101

Elevators and stairs seemed to be the norm in this place. Dain had her hand still tightly against her stomach as she moved about and finally dound her way to the right floor. Every time she glanced at her phone she felt worse and the ongoing pain in her belly was not making it any better. Her eyes scanned the room numbers of each door as her feet practically flew down the hallway.
With each door coming up she turned her head and glanced and zoomed on by. Was the class room even on this floor? After what seemed to be the last hallway she was now more determined to find her destination. Her ears lowered to the sides of her head as her tailfollowed behind like a flag on a Flagfootball player as they sped down the feild.
It was the last door on the floor and Dains eyes made sure to pay close attention as she came to a hault next to the window. SUCCSESSS She reached out a hand and grabbed the handle before pushing it forward and taking a step into the room. The room was quiet and calm as the teacher spoke about what they would be learning in this class during the semester. Each student had a violet paper in their hands or on their easle as they seemed to be interested in the speach.
Once they noticed Dains entrance eyes moved to her. She smiled occwardly feeling her body tense up and scanned around for an open easle as she heard the professor get back on track. Mental note: come early and bring your own easle Once she found an open spot Dains feet started to move swiftly over as she pulld her backpack off from her shoulder and down. She set the bag next to the easle and sat down on the stool provided. Her eyes stayed on the easle the whole time as her fingers started to loosen up.
Her fingers stretched out as she did her best to relax.Her ears caught the teacherspeaking about tardyness and Dain loooked u to see everyones eyes on her. "My apologies. I am rarely late," she breathed then glanced down to her back pack. She reached down and unzipped it pulling out her favored pencils . Once her fingers hit the utencils she started to feel alot better. Her ears flicked up and her tail started to move like a snake as it danced with exitement. She took a deep breathe and sat up straight before placing them on the easle. Could have gone worse...alot worse.

Masa waited as the small crowd chatted and talked waiting for the elevator to descend again. Some other rough looking guys were too busy talking and not knowing where they going ended up knocking a lady's box of pencils over causing the box to open and scatter her utensils. "Ah!" she gasped as the boys just looked at her then laughed. "Aw I'm so sorry are these your pencils dweeb?" The main guy asked as he stepped on one of the pencils and broke it in half. Masa sighed as he knelt down and helped her pick them up. "Hey you that Dogi guy aren't you? Long fucking hair, a biker, never attends class and yet somehow everyone knows you. You ain't so tough looking." The guy stated as Masa finished picking up the pencils and got into the elevator. The thug group followed him in there right after him kicking everyone else out. The woman adjusted her glasses and whispered thank you as the doors closed.

Soon the cab reached the Studio Art Level and opened revealing the thugs mangled on the floor of the elevator. Masa grumbled as he stepped out alone and walked down the hallway while other classmates looked confused at the scene. Looking into each room it took him a minute before he found the girl in the right class. He leaned against the door frame and listened to the teacher before he was called out. "So you actually decide to show up today of all days. Is that right Matson?" Masa just chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess you can say that." He stated as he slowly walked in and walked to the back of the class where he sat on one of the low laying bookshelves and sat to listen. The teacher continued to talk and began handing out the papers for the assignments that were to be turned in by the end of this month and what was expected per project. Masa however was surveying all the students for class especially he one that has his attention.

It could have been worse. That is what Dain kept saying in her head as she listened to the proffesor. Her tail whipped around in anticipation as more papers were handed out. Once the stack got to her Dain quickly snatched one and and brought it to her eyes for a scan. This was great. Already things to look forward to in so little time that she had been here.
Her dainty fingers held the paper to her nose and she fought back a smile but that was when another late student had walked into class. A male that looked familiar by the looks of it. His hair was long and he looked quite interesting as Dain quickly scanned him over. Well he did look familiar by memory.....Dain bit her lip and remembered that she did see him when she was rushing to class not too long ago. It was good to know that she was not the only one that did not have time to get to class.
Sadly the teacher was not impressed with the young man by the facial expression that was clear. Dain moved her eyes back to her paper and made sure she knew what was expected of her. No point in wasting time. By this time the proffessot was getting down to business. The teacher went through a few more details then decicded to get things together and ask questions to make sure that the students were in understanding of what was expected of them.

Dain glanced down at her utensils and bit her lip as one student asked about live models and how many they would encounter. This made many hold their breathe since they all knew that sooner or later they would be forced to draw a nake person. One that could be super old and wrinkly or one that could be young and firm. Someone close to their age that could be quite good looking and of the oposite sex or even the same.
Dain felt her face start to turn hot but she quickly closed her eyes and took a deep breathe. When she felt stable she opened her eyes once more and listened as the teacher stated that they would have a cinsiderable amount of models in bothe sexes. It was not like she had never seen such parts before even if her ears were still intact. Dain was just not interested in having to spend a whole three hour class trying to figure out how to go about shading in a penis and its pubic hair.
She bit her lip and moved her eyes back to the teacher to listen as her nasia started to creep back to her. Maybe she would have to practice at home but then again if Acacia walked into her room. She would find a few pictures of males parts scattered around her floor either of drawings or ones she had got from the net..........That would cause questions and alot of teasing.

There was no stopping humiliation at homeat this moment in her mind. Later, yes think about it later. Dain moved her attention back to the proffessor who was already giving instructions on starting the first assignment by the next class. Now all that was left was to sit quietly and occwardly while they waited for class to be over or ask more questions to pass time.

Masa was sitting quietly taking the papers as they were passed to him by other students. Old Quack. You should know I come when I damn well please Masa thought as he went back to looking around at the students there. Some had his attention but most did not so instead he glanced at the papers of assignments and major projects. The professor seemed to love hearing himself talk so much that Masa was to surveying the class once more. He studied about half the class before they started their Q and A session. This made Masa perk up a bit as some of the students asked questions about the Models. Masa actually raised his hand and the teacher actually raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Yeah uh, What if one of us want to model?" He asked as the professor began to go in a long history about knives and darts.

Dain was just barely snapping back to reality when her ears caught a student asking about being a model. Quickly her ears snapped back and her head spun to see who had said it. Him???? Dain bit her lip as she did her best not to bust out laughing and staired at him as other eyes moved in his direction as well. Matson was it? Did he really want to try such a thing?
As Dain worked on not laughing she moved her hand over her mouth and closed her eyes. The thought of having a classmate standing up naked before them was occward yet entertaining. Quickly she cleared her throut and opened her eyes before she turned back to her easle. He wasnt bad looking though. It would make most girls blush possibly while the males would feel uncomfortable.

The professor looked rather shocked yet annoyed at his question but did not fail to spot Dains reaction.The proffessional quickly gained compusure and took a deep breathe. "There is a sheet for students to sign up as one on my desk. Be sure to ask for it after class ends," His eyes moved to Dain showing a bit of annoyance but then he turned back to the class. As fast as the teacher answered his question the proffesor went back to the conversation of Knives and darts making sure that the students were aware.

As time moved on Dain found herself moving her pencil across the easle and scribbling nonesense to entertain herself. A few strokes for the perfect mustache here and some highlighting there for the hair and soon she had a nice porttrait of someone she hated back at her old school. It was quite enjoyable to her since it was of a girl falling into a pit of electric eels with mustaches. Dain did her best to hold in a giggle at her work once done then she moved her eyes around the room in boredom and found that most students were getting ready to leave.
She reached down into her bag and pulled out her phone to check the time. When her eyes scanned the screen she found that she had a few minutes left of class. Quickly Dain shoved her phone into her pocket and started to pack. Once she had all her belongings she turned her attention back to the easle and smiled before reaching out and grabbing the sheet off the holder to pack. Acacia would like this piece of work for sure.
Dain stood up with the rest of the class as the proffessor dismissed them but was sure to remind the class that they could sign up to be models for the semester. The teacher made sure to stair at Matson expectantly before watching as the rest of the hurd moved toward the door. Dain held her bag tightly over her shoulder and moved slowly along. Good luck being a model Dains eyes moved to Matson then back to the door.

The whispering was hard not to hear as Masa gave a scowl on his face. It wasn't like no one asked that question before. He leaned against the window and adjusted his ass on the bookshelf once more as he shook his head. Most students were surprised as others were trying their best not to laugh. At least with Masa his secret was that he had scars all over his body. If he modeled students may stand in awe at his battlefield body. As Masa's golden eye scanned the room the professor did the same before answering his question.

Masa shrugged his shoulders and watched as the class began to settle down a little bit. The remainder of the time Masa sort of dozed off here and there but no one noticed. Once class was over he walked over to the desk and signed his name on the paper. "Good. Maybe your advance class isn't as boring as your last....Professor" Masa stated with a hint of danger attached to it like last time. He adjusted his helmet and bag as he walked out of the room. "That was boring." He huffed as he slowly walked down the hallway towards the stairs this time.

After walking out of the class Dain reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone to check her messages. One from Acacia said that dinner was ready. This made a smile pull at Dains lips as she tucked her phone back into her pocket and started down the hallway. Food always sounded good after sitting around plus, it was getting dark.
Dain let out a small yawn as she moved to the elevator and pressed the down button. She ignored the other students around her and kept her mind focussed on food. What exactly did Aca make? When one would think about Acacias meals they always consisted of some wild new way of making an everyday food. Most of the time they came out right and for that Dain was happy. Once the doors to the elevator opened Dain quickly stepped inside and squeezed passed her fellow students. She found a spot just next to the doors and planted her feet when others tried to push her to the back.

Once Masa reached the door to the stairs he looked back at the other end of the hallway. His golden eye narrowed as he watched the students bunch up into the elevator including the girl in his class. She was interesting to him and he had no clue why. At least not yet.... Once the doors closed he shrugged his shoulders and walked down the stairs slowly. The cold corridor echoed his footsteps as he walked all the way down to the first floor.

Once Masa made it to the first floor he walked his way back to the courtyard. He took he phone out of his left pocket and checked the time then the sky. "Hmmm I might actually stick around for a bit." He smirked as he put his phone back into his pocket and began walking back to the courtyard.

[Masa has left his Drawing Class and is heading back to the Courtyard ]

It was quite annoying having to put up with people trying to be the first ones to shovel out of the elevator but Dain made sure to hold her ground. Her feet stayed planted and her arms were crossed as she did her best to respect others room. When the elevator stopped people pushed from the back making Dain's feet move forward then to the side. She reached out and grabbed hold of the door frame as she pulled herself to the front and made her escape.
Such a pain and too much effort on her part it seemed. Once out of the tiny box the young girl started down the hallway. On her way she made sure to check and see if she had all her belongings and was pleased when she found it as such. Her tail started to move back and forth slowly as her ears flicked back then forth. Once at the exit to the building Dain reached out and pushed the doors open before taking a step outside.

{Dain has left Drawing 101 and is off to the CourtYard ]