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Well, I like to write short stories, and I like people to read and comment on them. And I'm not to sure where else this could go...
By the way, this is a work in progress, so don't be afraid to point out errors!
It was a rainy day, and I was tired from only getting a few hours of sleep that night. I went to bed at a normal time of around nine oo clock, but I couldno t fall asleep until after one. That night I dreamed I was some billionaire diver. Me and my team made our money by raising ships like the Titanic and quite a few others. I was riding around the area near the base camp on land, and I saw a few people needed a ride. But there was one group in particular that caught my interest. It was an older woman of about 5o 9o and had short brown hair. But thato s not what I focused on. I focused on the beautiful young lady unconscious on her shoulder, she had long blonde hair, but I couldno t tell much else because she was folded over the other ladyo s shoulder. The older lady got on, and the younger placed in front of me on the four-wheeler. As I drove to the ladyo s house, I asked if she needed help carrying her daughter in.o I dono t even know the poor girl,o she replied. I was a bit astounded, so I drove along seeing if anyone recognized her.
I was not paying attention, and I ran into a telephone pole, waking her up. She blinked a few times and sat up, staring at me with some of the most deep blue eyes Io ve ever seen. Some peculiar wolf ears poked out her head and a tail from under her jacket.
o Where am I?o
o Somewhere Io m not even sure of anymore.o
o Who are you?o
o My nameo s Samuel. I found you on the side of the road and was driving to see if anyone knew you.o
o Well, thanks, but I promise you nobody knows me.o
o My question is who are you?o
o Oh! My name is Kanade, Io m not from here. Thanks for finding me by the way.o And she let out an incredible smile.
o Then where are you from?o Just then my four-wheeler started rocking.
o SAMUEL SAMUEL SAMUEL!o I hit the ground hard. The ground was rocking. o SAMUEL SAMUEL SAMUEL!o I woke up and my sister was jumping on my bed.
o Get up! Ito s six, and mom made breakfast!o I ran downstairs, almost tripping, and sat at the table as my sister slid into her seat next to mine. She was only a year younger than me, so we grew up pretty close. I waited patiently as my mother handed a plate of pancakes to my sister.
o Hey mom, whato s today?o
o Wednesday, why honey?o
o Just wanted to ask.o
o Got a date or something brother?o
o Oh shush you, Cara! I have no interest in that at this point in time!o
o I bet is Alexis! Alexis and Samuel, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-o
o Thato s enough Caraline. Go wash up.o
o Alright momma!o
o Mom, howo s your arm doing?o
o Io m cooking areno t I?o
My mom was in a bad car accident two weeks ago on her way to pick us up from school. An elderly drunkard was on the wrong side of the interstate and almost hit four cars before approaching my momo s. She swerved off to the side and wrapped her car around a telephone pole. The doctors said she was lucky to have only suffered major damage to her arm, and that she shouldno t be alive let alone awake. Io m not sure how she does it, but she really couldno t care less about herself, considering she has a missing bone in her arm and is in a sling, and is cooking for us.
o Mom, youo re too good to us.o
o Io m just being a mom.o
I left for school at seven ten. Considering I only had a few hours of sleep, I felt the effects through the whole day. I didno t function right in gym, I was sluggish and I fell asleep standing up at some points. In German, we learned about the history of Germany, and today wasno t and exciting part, I actually fell asleep and started to dream again.
o Samuel? Are you okay?o I heard a sweet voice as I woke up on pavement. o Huh? What happened?o
o You were thrown off the four-wheeler.o
o Really? Wow.o
o Yeah. So, where do you stay at and can I stay for a bit?o
o Oh, uh, sure.o
o Thanks!o We both got on the four-wheeler and started to head towards my home, just outside of camp. When we got off, I helped her up the stairs to my door and she looked me in the eyes.
o Thanks again, really.o She kissed me on the cheek. Thato s just a way of saying thanks in her culture. Remember, sheo s not from here. As I started to enter, a beaten up fellow screaming German at me started screaming at me from my hallway. He shouted, o Samuel dummer Narr wach auf!o Which is German for, o Samuel you stupid fool wake up!o He threw a stick at me, and then another. I woke up and screamed, o Gib mir Benzin!o (Give my Petrol!) and my teacher laughed and said, o Nein, lautete die Antwort Autobahn.o (No, the answer was highway.) o Taurig. Verzeihen Sie mir Lehrer.o During my off period, I slept under the mighty oak near the cafeteria. I was really thirsty, it took a lot of willpower just to get there. I also believe I was dehydrated possibly. I say this because at lunch, I was light headed, couldno t stand for long and felt like throwing up. On top of that, my throat was on fire. In English, I fell asleep after our quiz, and in History we did nothing productive in my case so I tried to sleep there too.
In math, having taken a two hour nap, I started to draw. Io m still not sure where I got the idea for the character on the paper from, but draw it I did. I started with basic features like the general shape,then got more and more detailed as time progressed. The wolf ears on top her head were correct, as well as her tail. Her wings came out right, and I liked, nay, loved the way it turned out. Pretty soon I broke out my brushpen and started inking it. On the side, I wrote, o Kanade Ilmatar.o Not sure where I got the name from either. When I finished, I looked at the image and realized I really was an alright artist, and that the girl on the page almost looked lifelike, except the lack of color. I took my Biology quiz, and went home. I immediately I booted up my laptop and hooked up my scanner, and scanned the image into my computer.
I removed my Wacom Bamboo tablet from its desk drawer, and started up GIMP, and started coloring it in. I didno t like the way it turned out, so I tried Adobe Illustrator. Again, there was dislike in the end product. I tried a few other programs, but none seemed to be the right one. I scoured the web in search of a new program to use. I found one called Paintool SAI, and it really didno t work either. After another half hour of searching, I found one with reviews that stuck out to me. o Great for beginners! Six out of five stars!o and o Unbelievable results, and I only just started!o Reviews like these really made me download it.
I started the program, and as a load screen, a potato was quickly drawn and looked lifelike, was hit by a tennis racket and made into fries. I supposed it was just something odd the creator came up with. I loaded in my image, and the built in line detector actually created the lines on the program for me. Pretty cool. I used the fill tool to start giving some color to it, and then there was a raise and lower tool. I guess it meant for shading, so I used that to get the shadows and highlights right. I looked at some of the other tools, and realized this program was meant for me. I used the texture tool to make the hair breathtakingly real. There were quite a few other tools I used, and pretty soon I almost thought it was a photograph.
I saved it, and realized this program was incredible. It saved it as a front shot, what ever that meant. It then asked if I had any other images in this o LiveArt Seto . I clicked no, because I was tired and needed sleep badly. I woke up the next morning to my momo s cooking. Pancakes. Delicious. I jumped out of bed and realized my computer was still on and the program running. I eyed it up. LiveArt State: Sleeping. Progress: Incomplete 20%. Name: Kanade. I looked curiously and realized that the pictureo s face and expression was sleep. o Thato s odd. Prolly did it that way cause I was tired.o It was breakfast, and mom had some waffles prepped for us. Not cheap toaster waffles either.
After breakfast I got my o i void warrantieso shirt and Portal 2 hoodie and threw on a pair of old jeans. I was out the house and my mom drove us to school. I got out and looked at my schedule. o Art,o I said aloud. Ito s almost exams before Christmas and I still didno t know my schedule. At least I could work on whatever a o LiveArt Serieso was. Almost to the art studio, a couple of athletes that play o all the sportso stepped in my way.
o Hey Sam, we need you to do us a favor,o said the one who wore his football jersey.
o Not now, I need to get to class.o
o Aww, comon! Please? I need to test out a new thing.o
o I said no, now please move.o
He grabbed my nose by the nostrils and lifted my head.
o Someone needs to be a bit more helpful now huh?o
o Just stop. I dono t want trouble.o
o Whato re you going to do about it?o
o This.o I twisted my body, although regretfully hurting my nose, and kicked his kneecap with the cutting edge of my foot. Not hard enough to break it, but enough to drop him.
o Why you little!o Just then, a fella from the baseball team put me in a half-headlock, half-police hold. The football player stood up and punched my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I couldno t inhale, and knew I hadno t much time before I blacked out. Another punch. I took my free arm and gouged the baseball playero s eye, causing him to release me. As I was freed, I delivered a kick to the football playero s stomach just before the soccer player kicked me in the shin. I fell, but the only one still able to fight was the soccer player.
o I really just want to get to class. Leave me alone!o
First bell rang. The football player was already gone, and the baseball player rubbing his eye. The soccer player not knowing how to fight, waved his hand at me and I walked off to class. I sat down and pulled out my sketchbook and pencil and started drawing Kanade from a sideways point of view, trying to get the exact pose I drew her in the day before. The art teacher babbled about the importance of being creative, and how practice make good art. I know that, so I tuned him out and started on a rear view. Bell rang.
Out in the hall, the football coach called me into his office.
o Son, why are you beating up my star quarterback?o
o He attacked me first!o
o Liar. Jackson would never do that.o
o But he did! Along with a baseball player and a soccer player!o
o He told me he asked for help with his homework and you attacked him.o
o What? I only fought to stay alive! They ganged up on me!o
o Yeah. I believe some kid over my star quarterback. Report to detention after school.o
As I walked out his office there he was, pointing and laughing. I ignored him and walked on to my Graphics Design class. In there, I actually made money. Part of the class is to get a job and turn in a copy of your work to Mr. Gregs. Ito s a laid back class, and he even lets us listen to music while we work. I tried explaining LiveArt to my friend Steel, but when we googled it it didno t exist. Odd. Oh well. After that, it was my off period, and then lunch. At lunch I told my friend Dillon, and heo s more interested in music, but my friend Jadea asked to see the original.
o Comon Samuel, leto s see it!o
o Ito s terrible, wait till I print it.o
o Please Sam? Ito s probably better than anything I could do.o
o Yeah, show us Sam!o Kath pitched in.
o Alright, what ever,o I grumbled in an agitated manner.
o Oh my glob! Thato s incredible! I love it!o
o Why didno t you want us to see it?o The three from earlier wandered over and snatched the paper from Jadea.
o Well well well, we got ourselves an artist fellas!o
o Heh. Yeah! He like to draw girls eh?o
o Yeah! I might take it home with me and observe it deep in my thoughts huh?o
o Can I come over Jay?o
o Sure! In fact, why dono t you come, o artisto ?o
I stood up and looked him in the eye. I was easily bigger than him, but I hate fighting people. I already had my hand on the handle of my artbox, a formidable weapon, and Dillon had his thermos in hand.
o Give it back Jackson.o
o Why? So you can hide your skills from the world?o
o Thato s not why you want it you mathed up whack.o
o Whato d you call me? Alfonso, I think he need a lesson in calling his superiors names.o
The soccer player nodded, and brought his leg up toward my cranial cavity. He was met with a steel box to the stomach, and the baseball player stepped forward to throw me off balance as Dillon knocked him out with a thermos full of ice. o That dented my thermos! Heo s buying me a new one!o Jackson stepped forward throwing the picture to the ground, but Kath caught it and hid it in her binder in the midst of the chaos. Jackson threw a fist forward, but his chin got a hard kiss from my steel case. Before he could recuperate, I met the top of his skull with cold metal. He dropped down, and the soccer player turned and ran the other way. Kath gave me a hug and removed the drawing from her binder. o I saved it for you. Io m sorry they came over.o
o Ito s alright. Not your fault.o I picked up Jackson and sat him up in the chair against the wall and Dillon did the same with the baseball player. We dusted them off and the football player started to slowly come to. This time, I have witnesses against his case.
Then English II, then History, then Algebra II, then Biology. Nothing special there really. In detention, I sat there. And sat there. And sat there. God, that took forever. Just sitting there. Motionless. After an hour of my life completely and utterly wasted, I finally went home. I hitched a ride with a senior who offered to take me home. As I walked up to the door, I saw a note. It read:
Samuel, I took Caraline to a friendo s house and sheo s spending the night. I have to go to work late today, I have the night shift at the hospital. You got a package today from some company today called Divine Technologies. Wasno t sure if you ordered anything, so I just put it on your bed. I made some grilled cheese for you, and Io m sorry youo re home alone today. I love you son, and please be safe.
o Mom really cares alot about me and Cara. Wow.o I grabbed the key from under the mat and unlocked the door. I went to the kitchen and grabbed me a grilled cheese sandwich and opened the door to my room. o Thato s one huge package,o I said through a mouth full of cheese. I could easily fit inside the box. I grabbed the knife from my drawer and cut the tape. Inside were five pyramids, and a humanoid robot thing. o I never paid for this....o I stood the robot up in my closet and read the small booklet that came with it.
Thank you for choosing to use LiveArt by Divine Technologies! What you have now is what we call a LifeKit. The LifeKit consists of four hologram projectors, a blank-slate, the transmitter for the projectors, the projection install disk, and this well-written, fool-proof manual on setup. The steps are below.
Step one: Pick up a projector and remove the adhesive cover from the sides. Place the projector in the upper corner of a room so that it touches two walls and the ceiling. Repeat with all the others.
Step two: Plug the transmitter into your computer via USB connection.
Step three: Place the install disk in the CD/DVD tray and install the program.
Step four: Run the program and import the Character file.
At that, I stopped reading. o Oh yeah, I need to finish that first.o I scanned the rest of my drawings and amazingly, before I had the chance to do anything, it colored all of them in and saved it. I looked at the staus bar again and read: LiveArt State: Sleeping. Progress: Complete, awaiting activation. Name: Kanade.
o Activation?o
o Kanade Ilmatar activated. Exporting file...o
o Huh? I never-o
o Exported.o LiveProjection loaded up and imported the file then the projecters roared to life then cut off. An error appeared on the computer.
o Blank-Slate not found. Please move it into the center of the perimeter.o
o Oh, that makes sense.o I reached in my closet and pulled the robot out and placed it in the center of the room. I turned it on and the program reacted immediately. The roboto s arms outstretched and the projectors began firing what looked like lasers at it. It carved the cold hard metal and somehow burned color onto it. I knew ito d take a while, so I went downstairs and started to listen to some techno music. The bass was loud and powerful. I kinda went a little crazy and then my mom called. I turned the music down and answered the phone.
o Hello?o
o Hey Samuel, ito s your mother. I wono t be home for a while, so if Caraline comes home early or when she comes home, please watch her.o
o What happened?o
o I tripped and completely tore up my arm. Io m going into surgery soon, so please stay safe.o
o Alright mom, love you.o
o Love you too Samuel.o
I blasted the music again and fell asleep on the sofa. I woke up to singing and cooking. I got up and sat at the table.
o Hey Kanade.o
She had the hoodie and skirt I always see her in on; her wolf ears protruded her beautiful blonde hair. Her tail poked out kinda humorously.
o Hey Samuel.o
o I smell food...o
o Io m making eggs and bacon, want some?o
o Sure.o
o You never told me where you were from.o
She laughed and replied, o You made me.o
o No, I found you on the side of a street.o
She shook her head. o Well, all I can remember is watching you work on my body from a computer.o
o Huh?o
o Yeah. You sat up for hours working on me.o
Then it hit me. I never smell in my dreams.
o Impossible...o
o What is?o
o You! Youo re not real! You... Youo re just a figment of my art!o
o Thato s a little hurtful! Besides, if I wasno t real, howo d I make you breakfast?!o
o THATo S WHAT Io M TRYING TO FIGURE OUT!o
She started to tear up. o Look Samuel, Io m real. Whether you want me to be or not.o
I punched myself hard across my jaw. o GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!o
She ran over to me and helped sit me up. o Whyo d you do that?o
o To see if it was a dream or not... Gahh! My Jaw!o
o Calm down.o
o Io m getting better, Io m fine.o
o So you still dono t think Io m real?o
o I seriously doubt it...o
She looked at me gently, and kissed my cheek. o Real enough for you?o
o Ito s hard to believe that someone from my dreams is real... This has to be a dream!o
o Well ito s not! Ito s really hurtful telling me I dono t exist!o She sat down and pouted.
I sat up and sniffed the air. o Food smells good.o
o You think so?o
o Yeah. It depends on how it tastes.o
o Then eat it.o
She took a plate from the cabinet and slid a pile of eggs and bacon onto my plate.
o Whereo d you learn how to cook?o
o Well, I looked it up online.o
o When?o
o When I woke up today. So what do you do all day Samuel?o
o I dunno... I go to school, but I might stay home today to figure this out....o
o School? You go to school? Io ve always wanted to go!o
All of a sudden I realized she was also made with the mentality of a teenage girl, and was exactly like the girl from my dreams..
o Can I come? It sounds interesting.o She gave the kinda smile a young child gives that you just cano t say no to. But she cano t come with me. Not her at least. Io d have to cover her ears and hide her tail, which would prove uncomfortable for her. So I thought fast.
o I guess. But remember, those ears and tail are fake not real.o She drooped her tail and pouted, o Why?o
o Because I dono t want you being made fun of. People are mean at my school.o
o Oh... Do you have any friend I could meet?o
I nodded and finished my plate and stood up; the smell erupting from under my arms was foul, so I went up to my room and grabbed some clothes, but not before I looked at my computer.
Creation process complete. Kanade is alive, currently: Health, normal. Temp: 98.6.
o Whaaaaa?o I thought about it the whole time I was in the shower. Then a knock on the door. and it opened.
o You in here Samuel?o
o Gah! Yes, but you cano t be!o
o Why not?o
o Because... I-Io m naked!o
o So?o
o You cano t see me naked! Get out!o
I heard the door open and close before I got out, dried off and got dressed. I opened the door and stepped outside.
o So Samuel, how do you normally get to school?o
o I ride the bus, but sometime mom will drive me.o
o So, is the bus that yellow truck full of kids?o
o Yeah why?o
o Because I saw it on the street behind us through the kitchen window.o
o Crap! We gotta hurry!o
I grabbed my backpack and art box and scrambled down the stairs to the bus stop. I stood there waiting with Kanade, when Kath walked up.
o Hey Samuel, whoo s your- Isno t that the girl from your drawing?o
o Yeah, long, long, long, confusing story.o
o Hi! Io m Kanade, are you one of Samuelo s friends?o
o Yeah... My nameo s Kathy, but you can call me Kath.o
o Nice to meet you.o
o Nice to meet you too!o
The squeal of the bus brakes interrupted the conversation, and we all got on the bus.
o So, Kanade, where are you from?o
o Samuel made m-o
o Sheo s from Japan.o
o Really? She doesno t look Japanese...o
o Yeah. She moved there with her family and is now foreign exchange student.o
Kath looked back at Kanade, and smiled stating, o I like your ears and tail, whereo d you get them from?o
o Samuel made me wi-o
o Sheo s had them for a while.o
o Ah...o
We arrived at school, and Kanade came with me to Art, German, Computer Science, Graphics Design, then came Lunch.
o Hey Sam, whoo s your friend?o Dillon asked confused.
o Hi! Io m Kanade, are you his friend Dillon?o
o Wait, Kanade as in the girl you drew? I knew she looked familiar!o
o Well, Io m Jadea! Nice to meet you Kanade!o She held her hand out and Kanade hugged her instead.
o I think we already met Kanade.o
o Yep!o
Low and behold, the athletes came over. o So Sam, whoo s the chick?o
o A friend.o
o She looks kinda hot. Can I date her?o
o Go away before I beat you again.o
o Aww, comon Sam, dono t keep her all for yourself! Let her ride on the Jackson Express!o
o GO AWAY NOW JACKSONo
o Or what?o
o Or Io ll suspend you.o Thank God Mr. Gregs came over.
o Jackson, come to my office immediately.o
o What ever....o
o Samuel, who was that? That Jackson kid?o
o A really mean person.o
So Kanade made really good friends with Jadea and Kath, and me and Dillon conversed on what to do next time Jackson came over.
Then came English, Math, and Biology. But when Gym came around, I had to explain to her that she couldno t go with me.
o Why not Sam?o
o Because you have to go with the girls, You cano t be in the guyo s locker room.o
o Thato s stupid!o
So we went our separate ways for this class, and I got dressed into my gym uniform. Today, was wrestling. I tried to avoid being paired with Jackson, but it was imminent. o Are you ready freak?o o Leto s get this over with.o He came at me first, trying to wrap around my body, but I pushed him down and dropped ontop of him, and wrapped my legs around his throat and grabbed his arms and pulled them back and pushed them over his head. That way, he cano t tap and I get to hurt him. I started to apply more pressure to the arms, almost dislocating his shoulders, when the coach saw what I was doing and made me stop. Jackson looked at me menacingly while rubbing his throat and trying to breathe.o
o This isno t over punk.o
o What ever.o
I watched the rest of the fights, but only half heartedly, because I was worried on how Kanade was doing with softball. After Gym, I saw Kanade walk back in with the bat over her shoulder and a smirk across her face.
o Howo d it go?o
o That was so much fun! And you do this kind of thing everyday?o
o Ito s not a blessing, trust me.o
We walked to the bus and found a seat in the back.
o Hungry?o
o A little...o
o Me too. What do you want?o
Kath walked to us and sat in the seat next to us.
o Hey guys! Kanade, that was awesome!o
o What was?o
o Youo re amazing at softball!o
o I am?o
o Yeah! You pitched like... Crazy fast!o
By the way, this is a work in progress, so don't be afraid to point out errors!
It was a rainy day, and I was tired from only getting a few hours of sleep that night. I went to bed at a normal time of around nine oo clock, but I couldno t fall asleep until after one. That night I dreamed I was some billionaire diver. Me and my team made our money by raising ships like the Titanic and quite a few others. I was riding around the area near the base camp on land, and I saw a few people needed a ride. But there was one group in particular that caught my interest. It was an older woman of about 5o 9o and had short brown hair. But thato s not what I focused on. I focused on the beautiful young lady unconscious on her shoulder, she had long blonde hair, but I couldno t tell much else because she was folded over the other ladyo s shoulder. The older lady got on, and the younger placed in front of me on the four-wheeler. As I drove to the ladyo s house, I asked if she needed help carrying her daughter in.o I dono t even know the poor girl,o she replied. I was a bit astounded, so I drove along seeing if anyone recognized her.
I was not paying attention, and I ran into a telephone pole, waking her up. She blinked a few times and sat up, staring at me with some of the most deep blue eyes Io ve ever seen. Some peculiar wolf ears poked out her head and a tail from under her jacket.
o Where am I?o
o Somewhere Io m not even sure of anymore.o
o Who are you?o
o My nameo s Samuel. I found you on the side of the road and was driving to see if anyone knew you.o
o Well, thanks, but I promise you nobody knows me.o
o My question is who are you?o
o Oh! My name is Kanade, Io m not from here. Thanks for finding me by the way.o And she let out an incredible smile.
o Then where are you from?o Just then my four-wheeler started rocking.
o SAMUEL SAMUEL SAMUEL!o I hit the ground hard. The ground was rocking. o SAMUEL SAMUEL SAMUEL!o I woke up and my sister was jumping on my bed.
o Get up! Ito s six, and mom made breakfast!o I ran downstairs, almost tripping, and sat at the table as my sister slid into her seat next to mine. She was only a year younger than me, so we grew up pretty close. I waited patiently as my mother handed a plate of pancakes to my sister.
o Hey mom, whato s today?o
o Wednesday, why honey?o
o Just wanted to ask.o
o Got a date or something brother?o
o Oh shush you, Cara! I have no interest in that at this point in time!o
o I bet is Alexis! Alexis and Samuel, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-o
o Thato s enough Caraline. Go wash up.o
o Alright momma!o
o Mom, howo s your arm doing?o
o Io m cooking areno t I?o
My mom was in a bad car accident two weeks ago on her way to pick us up from school. An elderly drunkard was on the wrong side of the interstate and almost hit four cars before approaching my momo s. She swerved off to the side and wrapped her car around a telephone pole. The doctors said she was lucky to have only suffered major damage to her arm, and that she shouldno t be alive let alone awake. Io m not sure how she does it, but she really couldno t care less about herself, considering she has a missing bone in her arm and is in a sling, and is cooking for us.
o Mom, youo re too good to us.o
o Io m just being a mom.o
I left for school at seven ten. Considering I only had a few hours of sleep, I felt the effects through the whole day. I didno t function right in gym, I was sluggish and I fell asleep standing up at some points. In German, we learned about the history of Germany, and today wasno t and exciting part, I actually fell asleep and started to dream again.
o Samuel? Are you okay?o I heard a sweet voice as I woke up on pavement. o Huh? What happened?o
o You were thrown off the four-wheeler.o
o Really? Wow.o
o Yeah. So, where do you stay at and can I stay for a bit?o
o Oh, uh, sure.o
o Thanks!o We both got on the four-wheeler and started to head towards my home, just outside of camp. When we got off, I helped her up the stairs to my door and she looked me in the eyes.
o Thanks again, really.o She kissed me on the cheek. Thato s just a way of saying thanks in her culture. Remember, sheo s not from here. As I started to enter, a beaten up fellow screaming German at me started screaming at me from my hallway. He shouted, o Samuel dummer Narr wach auf!o Which is German for, o Samuel you stupid fool wake up!o He threw a stick at me, and then another. I woke up and screamed, o Gib mir Benzin!o (Give my Petrol!) and my teacher laughed and said, o Nein, lautete die Antwort Autobahn.o (No, the answer was highway.) o Taurig. Verzeihen Sie mir Lehrer.o During my off period, I slept under the mighty oak near the cafeteria. I was really thirsty, it took a lot of willpower just to get there. I also believe I was dehydrated possibly. I say this because at lunch, I was light headed, couldno t stand for long and felt like throwing up. On top of that, my throat was on fire. In English, I fell asleep after our quiz, and in History we did nothing productive in my case so I tried to sleep there too.
In math, having taken a two hour nap, I started to draw. Io m still not sure where I got the idea for the character on the paper from, but draw it I did. I started with basic features like the general shape,then got more and more detailed as time progressed. The wolf ears on top her head were correct, as well as her tail. Her wings came out right, and I liked, nay, loved the way it turned out. Pretty soon I broke out my brushpen and started inking it. On the side, I wrote, o Kanade Ilmatar.o Not sure where I got the name from either. When I finished, I looked at the image and realized I really was an alright artist, and that the girl on the page almost looked lifelike, except the lack of color. I took my Biology quiz, and went home. I immediately I booted up my laptop and hooked up my scanner, and scanned the image into my computer.
I removed my Wacom Bamboo tablet from its desk drawer, and started up GIMP, and started coloring it in. I didno t like the way it turned out, so I tried Adobe Illustrator. Again, there was dislike in the end product. I tried a few other programs, but none seemed to be the right one. I scoured the web in search of a new program to use. I found one called Paintool SAI, and it really didno t work either. After another half hour of searching, I found one with reviews that stuck out to me. o Great for beginners! Six out of five stars!o and o Unbelievable results, and I only just started!o Reviews like these really made me download it.
I started the program, and as a load screen, a potato was quickly drawn and looked lifelike, was hit by a tennis racket and made into fries. I supposed it was just something odd the creator came up with. I loaded in my image, and the built in line detector actually created the lines on the program for me. Pretty cool. I used the fill tool to start giving some color to it, and then there was a raise and lower tool. I guess it meant for shading, so I used that to get the shadows and highlights right. I looked at some of the other tools, and realized this program was meant for me. I used the texture tool to make the hair breathtakingly real. There were quite a few other tools I used, and pretty soon I almost thought it was a photograph.
I saved it, and realized this program was incredible. It saved it as a front shot, what ever that meant. It then asked if I had any other images in this o LiveArt Seto . I clicked no, because I was tired and needed sleep badly. I woke up the next morning to my momo s cooking. Pancakes. Delicious. I jumped out of bed and realized my computer was still on and the program running. I eyed it up. LiveArt State: Sleeping. Progress: Incomplete 20%. Name: Kanade. I looked curiously and realized that the pictureo s face and expression was sleep. o Thato s odd. Prolly did it that way cause I was tired.o It was breakfast, and mom had some waffles prepped for us. Not cheap toaster waffles either.
After breakfast I got my o i void warrantieso shirt and Portal 2 hoodie and threw on a pair of old jeans. I was out the house and my mom drove us to school. I got out and looked at my schedule. o Art,o I said aloud. Ito s almost exams before Christmas and I still didno t know my schedule. At least I could work on whatever a o LiveArt Serieso was. Almost to the art studio, a couple of athletes that play o all the sportso stepped in my way.
o Hey Sam, we need you to do us a favor,o said the one who wore his football jersey.
o Not now, I need to get to class.o
o Aww, comon! Please? I need to test out a new thing.o
o I said no, now please move.o
He grabbed my nose by the nostrils and lifted my head.
o Someone needs to be a bit more helpful now huh?o
o Just stop. I dono t want trouble.o
o Whato re you going to do about it?o
o This.o I twisted my body, although regretfully hurting my nose, and kicked his kneecap with the cutting edge of my foot. Not hard enough to break it, but enough to drop him.
o Why you little!o Just then, a fella from the baseball team put me in a half-headlock, half-police hold. The football player stood up and punched my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I couldno t inhale, and knew I hadno t much time before I blacked out. Another punch. I took my free arm and gouged the baseball playero s eye, causing him to release me. As I was freed, I delivered a kick to the football playero s stomach just before the soccer player kicked me in the shin. I fell, but the only one still able to fight was the soccer player.
o I really just want to get to class. Leave me alone!o
First bell rang. The football player was already gone, and the baseball player rubbing his eye. The soccer player not knowing how to fight, waved his hand at me and I walked off to class. I sat down and pulled out my sketchbook and pencil and started drawing Kanade from a sideways point of view, trying to get the exact pose I drew her in the day before. The art teacher babbled about the importance of being creative, and how practice make good art. I know that, so I tuned him out and started on a rear view. Bell rang.
Out in the hall, the football coach called me into his office.
o Son, why are you beating up my star quarterback?o
o He attacked me first!o
o Liar. Jackson would never do that.o
o But he did! Along with a baseball player and a soccer player!o
o He told me he asked for help with his homework and you attacked him.o
o What? I only fought to stay alive! They ganged up on me!o
o Yeah. I believe some kid over my star quarterback. Report to detention after school.o
As I walked out his office there he was, pointing and laughing. I ignored him and walked on to my Graphics Design class. In there, I actually made money. Part of the class is to get a job and turn in a copy of your work to Mr. Gregs. Ito s a laid back class, and he even lets us listen to music while we work. I tried explaining LiveArt to my friend Steel, but when we googled it it didno t exist. Odd. Oh well. After that, it was my off period, and then lunch. At lunch I told my friend Dillon, and heo s more interested in music, but my friend Jadea asked to see the original.
o Comon Samuel, leto s see it!o
o Ito s terrible, wait till I print it.o
o Please Sam? Ito s probably better than anything I could do.o
o Yeah, show us Sam!o Kath pitched in.
o Alright, what ever,o I grumbled in an agitated manner.
o Oh my glob! Thato s incredible! I love it!o
o Why didno t you want us to see it?o The three from earlier wandered over and snatched the paper from Jadea.
o Well well well, we got ourselves an artist fellas!o
o Heh. Yeah! He like to draw girls eh?o
o Yeah! I might take it home with me and observe it deep in my thoughts huh?o
o Can I come over Jay?o
o Sure! In fact, why dono t you come, o artisto ?o
I stood up and looked him in the eye. I was easily bigger than him, but I hate fighting people. I already had my hand on the handle of my artbox, a formidable weapon, and Dillon had his thermos in hand.
o Give it back Jackson.o
o Why? So you can hide your skills from the world?o
o Thato s not why you want it you mathed up whack.o
o Whato d you call me? Alfonso, I think he need a lesson in calling his superiors names.o
The soccer player nodded, and brought his leg up toward my cranial cavity. He was met with a steel box to the stomach, and the baseball player stepped forward to throw me off balance as Dillon knocked him out with a thermos full of ice. o That dented my thermos! Heo s buying me a new one!o Jackson stepped forward throwing the picture to the ground, but Kath caught it and hid it in her binder in the midst of the chaos. Jackson threw a fist forward, but his chin got a hard kiss from my steel case. Before he could recuperate, I met the top of his skull with cold metal. He dropped down, and the soccer player turned and ran the other way. Kath gave me a hug and removed the drawing from her binder. o I saved it for you. Io m sorry they came over.o
o Ito s alright. Not your fault.o I picked up Jackson and sat him up in the chair against the wall and Dillon did the same with the baseball player. We dusted them off and the football player started to slowly come to. This time, I have witnesses against his case.
Then English II, then History, then Algebra II, then Biology. Nothing special there really. In detention, I sat there. And sat there. And sat there. God, that took forever. Just sitting there. Motionless. After an hour of my life completely and utterly wasted, I finally went home. I hitched a ride with a senior who offered to take me home. As I walked up to the door, I saw a note. It read:
Samuel, I took Caraline to a friendo s house and sheo s spending the night. I have to go to work late today, I have the night shift at the hospital. You got a package today from some company today called Divine Technologies. Wasno t sure if you ordered anything, so I just put it on your bed. I made some grilled cheese for you, and Io m sorry youo re home alone today. I love you son, and please be safe.
o Mom really cares alot about me and Cara. Wow.o I grabbed the key from under the mat and unlocked the door. I went to the kitchen and grabbed me a grilled cheese sandwich and opened the door to my room. o Thato s one huge package,o I said through a mouth full of cheese. I could easily fit inside the box. I grabbed the knife from my drawer and cut the tape. Inside were five pyramids, and a humanoid robot thing. o I never paid for this....o I stood the robot up in my closet and read the small booklet that came with it.
Thank you for choosing to use LiveArt by Divine Technologies! What you have now is what we call a LifeKit. The LifeKit consists of four hologram projectors, a blank-slate, the transmitter for the projectors, the projection install disk, and this well-written, fool-proof manual on setup. The steps are below.
Step one: Pick up a projector and remove the adhesive cover from the sides. Place the projector in the upper corner of a room so that it touches two walls and the ceiling. Repeat with all the others.
Step two: Plug the transmitter into your computer via USB connection.
Step three: Place the install disk in the CD/DVD tray and install the program.
Step four: Run the program and import the Character file.
At that, I stopped reading. o Oh yeah, I need to finish that first.o I scanned the rest of my drawings and amazingly, before I had the chance to do anything, it colored all of them in and saved it. I looked at the staus bar again and read: LiveArt State: Sleeping. Progress: Complete, awaiting activation. Name: Kanade.
o Activation?o
o Kanade Ilmatar activated. Exporting file...o
o Huh? I never-o
o Exported.o LiveProjection loaded up and imported the file then the projecters roared to life then cut off. An error appeared on the computer.
o Blank-Slate not found. Please move it into the center of the perimeter.o
o Oh, that makes sense.o I reached in my closet and pulled the robot out and placed it in the center of the room. I turned it on and the program reacted immediately. The roboto s arms outstretched and the projectors began firing what looked like lasers at it. It carved the cold hard metal and somehow burned color onto it. I knew ito d take a while, so I went downstairs and started to listen to some techno music. The bass was loud and powerful. I kinda went a little crazy and then my mom called. I turned the music down and answered the phone.
o Hello?o
o Hey Samuel, ito s your mother. I wono t be home for a while, so if Caraline comes home early or when she comes home, please watch her.o
o What happened?o
o I tripped and completely tore up my arm. Io m going into surgery soon, so please stay safe.o
o Alright mom, love you.o
o Love you too Samuel.o
I blasted the music again and fell asleep on the sofa. I woke up to singing and cooking. I got up and sat at the table.
o Hey Kanade.o
She had the hoodie and skirt I always see her in on; her wolf ears protruded her beautiful blonde hair. Her tail poked out kinda humorously.
o Hey Samuel.o
o I smell food...o
o Io m making eggs and bacon, want some?o
o Sure.o
o You never told me where you were from.o
She laughed and replied, o You made me.o
o No, I found you on the side of a street.o
She shook her head. o Well, all I can remember is watching you work on my body from a computer.o
o Huh?o
o Yeah. You sat up for hours working on me.o
Then it hit me. I never smell in my dreams.
o Impossible...o
o What is?o
o You! Youo re not real! You... Youo re just a figment of my art!o
o Thato s a little hurtful! Besides, if I wasno t real, howo d I make you breakfast?!o
o THATo S WHAT Io M TRYING TO FIGURE OUT!o
She started to tear up. o Look Samuel, Io m real. Whether you want me to be or not.o
I punched myself hard across my jaw. o GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!o
She ran over to me and helped sit me up. o Whyo d you do that?o
o To see if it was a dream or not... Gahh! My Jaw!o
o Calm down.o
o Io m getting better, Io m fine.o
o So you still dono t think Io m real?o
o I seriously doubt it...o
She looked at me gently, and kissed my cheek. o Real enough for you?o
o Ito s hard to believe that someone from my dreams is real... This has to be a dream!o
o Well ito s not! Ito s really hurtful telling me I dono t exist!o She sat down and pouted.
I sat up and sniffed the air. o Food smells good.o
o You think so?o
o Yeah. It depends on how it tastes.o
o Then eat it.o
She took a plate from the cabinet and slid a pile of eggs and bacon onto my plate.
o Whereo d you learn how to cook?o
o Well, I looked it up online.o
o When?o
o When I woke up today. So what do you do all day Samuel?o
o I dunno... I go to school, but I might stay home today to figure this out....o
o School? You go to school? Io ve always wanted to go!o
All of a sudden I realized she was also made with the mentality of a teenage girl, and was exactly like the girl from my dreams..
o Can I come? It sounds interesting.o She gave the kinda smile a young child gives that you just cano t say no to. But she cano t come with me. Not her at least. Io d have to cover her ears and hide her tail, which would prove uncomfortable for her. So I thought fast.
o I guess. But remember, those ears and tail are fake not real.o She drooped her tail and pouted, o Why?o
o Because I dono t want you being made fun of. People are mean at my school.o
o Oh... Do you have any friend I could meet?o
I nodded and finished my plate and stood up; the smell erupting from under my arms was foul, so I went up to my room and grabbed some clothes, but not before I looked at my computer.
Creation process complete. Kanade is alive, currently: Health, normal. Temp: 98.6.
o Whaaaaa?o I thought about it the whole time I was in the shower. Then a knock on the door. and it opened.
o You in here Samuel?o
o Gah! Yes, but you cano t be!o
o Why not?o
o Because... I-Io m naked!o
o So?o
o You cano t see me naked! Get out!o
I heard the door open and close before I got out, dried off and got dressed. I opened the door and stepped outside.
o So Samuel, how do you normally get to school?o
o I ride the bus, but sometime mom will drive me.o
o So, is the bus that yellow truck full of kids?o
o Yeah why?o
o Because I saw it on the street behind us through the kitchen window.o
o Crap! We gotta hurry!o
I grabbed my backpack and art box and scrambled down the stairs to the bus stop. I stood there waiting with Kanade, when Kath walked up.
o Hey Samuel, whoo s your- Isno t that the girl from your drawing?o
o Yeah, long, long, long, confusing story.o
o Hi! Io m Kanade, are you one of Samuelo s friends?o
o Yeah... My nameo s Kathy, but you can call me Kath.o
o Nice to meet you.o
o Nice to meet you too!o
The squeal of the bus brakes interrupted the conversation, and we all got on the bus.
o So, Kanade, where are you from?o
o Samuel made m-o
o Sheo s from Japan.o
o Really? She doesno t look Japanese...o
o Yeah. She moved there with her family and is now foreign exchange student.o
Kath looked back at Kanade, and smiled stating, o I like your ears and tail, whereo d you get them from?o
o Samuel made me wi-o
o Sheo s had them for a while.o
o Ah...o
We arrived at school, and Kanade came with me to Art, German, Computer Science, Graphics Design, then came Lunch.
o Hey Sam, whoo s your friend?o Dillon asked confused.
o Hi! Io m Kanade, are you his friend Dillon?o
o Wait, Kanade as in the girl you drew? I knew she looked familiar!o
o Well, Io m Jadea! Nice to meet you Kanade!o She held her hand out and Kanade hugged her instead.
o I think we already met Kanade.o
o Yep!o
Low and behold, the athletes came over. o So Sam, whoo s the chick?o
o A friend.o
o She looks kinda hot. Can I date her?o
o Go away before I beat you again.o
o Aww, comon Sam, dono t keep her all for yourself! Let her ride on the Jackson Express!o
o GO AWAY NOW JACKSONo
o Or what?o
o Or Io ll suspend you.o Thank God Mr. Gregs came over.
o Jackson, come to my office immediately.o
o What ever....o
o Samuel, who was that? That Jackson kid?o
o A really mean person.o
So Kanade made really good friends with Jadea and Kath, and me and Dillon conversed on what to do next time Jackson came over.
Then came English, Math, and Biology. But when Gym came around, I had to explain to her that she couldno t go with me.
o Why not Sam?o
o Because you have to go with the girls, You cano t be in the guyo s locker room.o
o Thato s stupid!o
So we went our separate ways for this class, and I got dressed into my gym uniform. Today, was wrestling. I tried to avoid being paired with Jackson, but it was imminent. o Are you ready freak?o o Leto s get this over with.o He came at me first, trying to wrap around my body, but I pushed him down and dropped ontop of him, and wrapped my legs around his throat and grabbed his arms and pulled them back and pushed them over his head. That way, he cano t tap and I get to hurt him. I started to apply more pressure to the arms, almost dislocating his shoulders, when the coach saw what I was doing and made me stop. Jackson looked at me menacingly while rubbing his throat and trying to breathe.o
o This isno t over punk.o
o What ever.o
I watched the rest of the fights, but only half heartedly, because I was worried on how Kanade was doing with softball. After Gym, I saw Kanade walk back in with the bat over her shoulder and a smirk across her face.
o Howo d it go?o
o That was so much fun! And you do this kind of thing everyday?o
o Ito s not a blessing, trust me.o
We walked to the bus and found a seat in the back.
o Hungry?o
o A little...o
o Me too. What do you want?o
Kath walked to us and sat in the seat next to us.
o Hey guys! Kanade, that was awesome!o
o What was?o
o Youo re amazing at softball!o
o I am?o
o Yeah! You pitched like... Crazy fast!o
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