David walks into his last class of the day, Art class. Tyler his best friend waves him down and pats the seat next to him. "Come on man. I saved you a seat this time. How was class with Mr. Cambridge? Was he a mega douche as always? He always gives way too much science homework!" David smiled halfway at Tyler.
As class starts Tyler slips David a paper as the lights dim and the projector turns on.
'So. I forgot to ask. Since today is the last day of school for winter break. Am i still spending it with your family since mine has work straight through?'
David pulls out his favorite green pen and clicks it. He thinks for a second.
'Of course man. Mom and dad already bought you stuff and set up the guest room. Your parents also already sent over your gifts they got you.'
Tyler smiles and pockets the note as Ms. Lavondthra starts her lecture on the proper ways to shade and the dos and don'ts of graphite. Then she moves on to art history. Today they will be learning about Romanticism. Ms. Lavondthra rattles on about how it was mainly through the years of
1780-1850. And how the main characteristics are imagination and individuality. She then drones on about her favorite artist during that era is Friedrich. She pulls up a photo of his painting 'The Dreamer' which depicts a man sitting by a wall of sorts that is formed to look like a gate. The man seems off in thought. Dreaming as it were. The background sky looks as if it's nearing twilight.
"Alright class. We are going to try to draw like or fine friend Friedrich today. You can pick any of his paintings you wanna give a shot. Now tyler. I would love you to give 'The Dreamer' a shot for me. You are the best ive seen at such a young age." She smiles at him and went to play some soft piano music on the radio on her desk as she grades the written test from one of her higher grades she teaches.
David pulls out his graphite and attempts to draw 'The Dreamer just as Tyler is doing. He watches Tyler make it look so easy. So perfect even though it's just a rough outline sketch. 'How can he be the best? He's the same age as me! He messed up the hand and eyes of our last drawings. I did them perfectly!' Davids eyes go a dark shade of red as he wakes the vampire queens spirit from her small nap of the day. She feels his anger. She smiles and looks through his eyes at what's causing such animosity in the normally happy little boy.
She goes into thought then speaks into his head as she's done a few times before "My sweet child. Your anger is fueling me. I'm hungry. I want his blood. Provide it to me in this winter break. You won't get in trouble. He will not be missed. Then we can deal with your teacher later this year." David glares at the back of tyler's head as he breaks his pencil in half as he replies back to the voice
'Ma'am in due time you will receive his blood. He's so annoying. Always better than me. But he's really not. Get back to sleep. The next 8 hours are going to be boring.`` With that she falls back into her slumber.
A few hours later they are finishing up packing. They are going to go to mollys deceased parents cabin. "Are you boys ready! It's going to be snowing and cold. But the cabins the best. I've spent almost all my christmas' there. Before mom and dad passed 5 years ago." David smiles and places a hand on his mom's shoulder as she sits in the passenger side of the jeep. "I miss them too mom. And i bet we will have a blast! I miss the snow up there. We can make snow angels and s'mores" Jared was playing with his lip ring as he locks the doors and starts the car pulling off. "You know boys. We will have to cut down a tree. When we get there. After we unpack. What is christmas without decorations?" Jared looks back at them in the rearview mirror smiling ear to ear.
Tyler ends up falling asleep just on the outskirts of town. One headphone in his ear. He was listening to korn as he slept. David was staring out the window drifting off as his dad was singing 1979 by Smashing pumpkins. Molly was watching and recording jared sing to her once he finished the song she stops recording and says in a soft voice. "You are still so talented. Why don't you get the band back together. You guys had another record deal. But you guys said no. I still don't get it." Jared grips her hand as he drives. "Because molls. You were more important to me than some silly band and world tours." Molly smiles and the rest of the way they sit in silence, content.
Once they finish unpacking and decorating they all sit by the fireplace roasting marshmallows. "You know mom. Tomorrow is four days before christmas. Are we going to bake the cake? And the cookies? Or are dad and i going to be in charge of making it this year?" Molly looks at him in thought. "Well this year it is supposed to be you and i. Your dad can teach Tyler how to make the food." Tyler smiles at the mention of involving him in something. I don't mind helping. It makes me feel involved ma'am." Molly ruffles Tylers hair. This sets David off inwardly. ``you steal my teachers attention. Now my parents. Do you not have common decency? You must really want to die Tyler.' David has his fake smile on his face as he watches the scene in front of him.