Chapter 22. The Drawing

The next day, the students were busy with their work for the project given by their art teacher last week, so Daniella’s classmates were carrying pencils, bond paper, pencil color, and watercolor.

While students are busy with their drawings. Daniella was just stunned, so Bree noticed it. “Hey! Daniella, why haven’t you started yet? This project needs to be finished right now.”

She sighed. “I couldn’t think of a subject to draw, so I didn’t start to draw.” She was confused about what to do while her hands were on her chin.

Bree frowned. “There are lots to draw: trees, flowers, houses, and more.”

“May I see yours?” She peeked at Bree’s bond paper and saw that a rose flower was drawn on it, then returned to her seat. “I’m sure most of us only have the same drawing as yours.”

Bree sighed. “At the very least, we don’t like you; not even a dot on your bond paper.”

“Don’t worry, just keep drawing while I’m thinking,” she said as she lightly tapped the pe