• ch.1
    Painting was all nineteen year old Brianna could do that she loved.
    Brianna looks out her room window were the sun shined the most and saw the beauty of Libyan, her mother’s flowers. So she changed into her high school light blue outfit which was an all girl school. Her mother never wanted Brianna to get distracted form the man with her work that her mother has worked so hard to achieve for her.
    So Brianna tries to get the best grads and always studied even if there wasn’t a study test in months.
    Brianna got down stars and greeted her mother in the dinning room then sat right across from her and started eating but when she was half done she looked at her mother.
    Her mother looked at here and said with a happy tone. “I’m hoping that you will marry Tray Milers. He will be a great husband and will get you what ever you want.” Brianna’s mother put her tea cup on the table with a smile on when she said about Tray, But Brianna looked at her with a sad face not wanting to let her mother getting the best of her. So she just smiled not showing any fear of her mother’s love that did not really exist in her hart.
    “Um mother I was wondering if you decided to let me have an art class.”
    Her mother signed. “Art, your just like your father. All he ever wanted to do was paint or at lest hold a paint brush.”
    “But I want to paint just like father. He’s a great artist.” Said Brianna with a happy wide smile.
    I don’t want you to be like your father. You never will be like him.”
    “But mother if you just let me I’m sure I can paint like him.”
    “I don’t want you to be like him. I’ll Mack sure of that.”
    “But mother, I want to be like father. “
    “What have I told you about manners? And don’t tack a tone with me young lady.” Then Brianna’s mother was starting to walk out of the dinning room but Brianna got up off her chair and said fast. “Please mother I just want to paint. Like father.”
    “I don’t want you to paint like your father… I don’t want the paintings… to get in between you and your school work.”
    “It wont I promise mother.”
    Her mother hesitated for a little but in three minutes or so she turned to Brianna. “Fine, but if I see on grad out of place you’re not going to have painting class. Understand Brianna?”
    Brianna stud up strait and looked at her mother with happiness in her eyes that her mother hated so much.
    ” Yes mother ill not have it interfere with my school work.”
    Then just like that her mother left her alone like all the times sense Brianna was born. But that did not bother her one bit. So when she finished with her breakfast she went to her door and grabbed her school bag, then started running in joy that she was going to have art class.
    Libyan saw her daughter leave home to school and as she saw her go she knew that she was gong to make sure Brianna was not going to let her in art class for long. Because she does not want to see she own daughter ruin her plains for her Brianna. When she could not see Brianna in the distance, she told her driver to tack her to work and as he did that she smiled and looked out the window and saw her daughter.

    When she got to school she looked at all the girls that were giving hugs and diffidently smiling like she never had. She had never had any friends nor ever had a date. But she just looked at them with a face that had no emotions; she wanted to be seen, to be herd and to be loved like never before. But she just did what she did best day dream in a world were she’s not alone and not unloved.

    That same morning Max walking across the street with his dog Rufus and his friend’s joking and laughing while heading to their basketball practice. He looked at the building his friends were talking about that was an all girl school and how they would sneak in to peck at them. But he was not like his friend and he was relived by that.
    Then when he looked at the school he had wondered how it would feel been the only boys in his school with out a girl to flirt with. But he stopped thinking that and started to think on how to win the game they were going to be in. In three weeks they were going agents the rangers and his team was not ready for them that he knew.
    When they were there they saw no one there accepted the coach that was putting all the things away.
    So Max ran to the coach with his dog and said with a cereus tone. “Hey coach what’s going on I thought we were going to practice to day?”
    “I’m sorry Max but we’re not going to have practices for a while. We’re just not that good.”
    “Well we can be better if we practice more.”
    “Sorry but not this time Max. Besides the rangers got our field for the whole week so there is now way that we can win now.” Then the coach went to put the rest of the stuff away. In an acquired silence on of his friends said. “Well this sucks.”
    Max looked down on the ground and said. “Yeah sucks.” Then he walked to the direction to his home with his dog next to him. He was so not going to let those rangers to win so he the turned across the street from the girl school.
    “Hey Max were you going?”
    “I’m going to the park to practice.”
    His friends fallowed him and went to the park to practice.
    “We are lucky I brut my basketball with me.”
    “Yeah you’re lucky for bringing the ball john.”
    (John came to the basketball field with his basketball and they all were playing on their own teams.
    “What are you doing? I though t we were gong to practice.” Said Ray watching Max walking off with a temper.
    “I’m going to get off the team.”
    “What!”
    “I’m tired of lousing all the time so I’m leavening.”
    As they saw him leave they all thought on what to do.
    to be continued biggrin