Rose POV
"Please collect your work, the results will be announced on Wednesday. Have a nice day," Mrs Duhamel said.
Mrs Duhamel picks her belongings and leaves the class. One by one who is present in the class goes over to the front and picks their work.
Only thirteen students attend the classes regularly. It is quite peaceful to work on our art as the class is not crowded.
I talk with six members in the class and the others stay in their space.
I stand up from my seat, wander over to the front to take my work. I pick the canvas gently and go back to my seat.
"Hey, Rose." I turn around to see Harper.
"Yes, Harper," I say.
"Can I see your canvas? I'm fascinated by your work," Harper said giving me a hopeful smile.
"Sure," I reply placing the canvas gently on the writing desk.
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