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I peruse the instructions, and my blood begins to loudly echo each pump from my heart into my ears.
“The show is in one week,” Professor Turner continues. “If you can improve on your work in that time and illustrate more passion, I’d be willing to grant you a spot. You have to prove it though.”
“A new piece?”
“If you like. Or work from what you already have.”
“That’s not a lot of time.”
“Are you not interested?” He turns over his palm, willing to take back his offer.
“No, I am,” I state quickly, inching the paper closer to my body.
“I thought you might be.” He rises from his chair. “Just email me when you are ready for me to have a look at what you’ve got. I’ll be around over the break.”
“Thanks,” I utter in a tiny state of shock. “Will do.”
“Good luck, EJ.” The professor picks up his briefcase and exits the classroom.
A few moments later, Wolfgang joins me in the classroom. “What was that all about?”
“He’s giving me a second chance,” I state, showing him the paper identical to his own.
“So, you get to be a part of the show?”
“I don’t know yet. I need to re-present to him first.”
“A new project?”
“Yeah. I believe so.”
“The show’s in less than a week,” he states the obvious with his voice rising an octave. “Girl, you are going to be busy.”
“Tell me about it…and I’m clueless as to what I’m going to do.”
“It’ll come to you. Just give it time.”
“I really don’t have much of that,” I grumble.
“True.” He rubs the top of his shaved head. “Damn, let me know if you need help.”
Adjusting my bag over my shoulder, I say, “Thanks. I appreciate it.”
“C’mon. Let’s get out of here, so we can talk about what you’re going to do,” he says, turning on his heel and leading me to the door. “Coffee will help. Coffee is always the answer.”
“Is that right, Caffeine Buddha?”
“It never steers me wrong.”
We leave the classroom, walk down the art building’s empty hall, and exit into the warm spring air toward the campus cafe that’s only two buildings away. The sun is shining bright, and the tulips are in bloom, creating a rainbow of hope across the verdant green grass.
As Wolfgang and I quietly walk together, I contemplate what could be done to prove my talent to Professor Turner, but I come up with nothing. I need to impress him, but my mind is drawing a blank.
“Don’t think about it too much,” Wolfgang says when enough silence has passed.
“That’s it?” I sass. “That’s all you’ve got? Don’t think?”
“You got it.”
