Chapter 3 - Talent In Art

The next day dawned bright and early, the sun filtering through the curtains of their small bedroom. Helena awoke to the sound of her sister humming a cheerful tune as she painted at her easel.

"Morning, Sel," Helena mumbled, stretching her arms. "What's got you in such a good mood?"

"Just finished a new piece! I think it might be my best yet," Selena replied, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She turned the easel towards Helena, revealing a vibrant painting of a sunset over a field of wildflowers.

"Wow, that's incredible!" Helena said, genuine admiration in her voice. "You should definitely submit that for the competition."

"Yeah, I will," Selena said, her enthusiasm momentarily overshadowing her usual self-doubt. "But I also have to work on my school projects."

Helena sighed, knowing the weight of their responsibilities. "We both do. I still have to finish that history report."

"Right. The one on ancient civilizations?" Selena asked, flipping through her sketchbook, her fingers lightly brushing over her drawings.

"Yeah, but I'm stuck on what angle to take," Helena admitted, leaning against the wall. "I feel like everything I write sounds so boring."

Selena paused, looking thoughtful. "Maybe you should write about the art and culture aspect. It might make it more interesting!"

"Good idea!" Helena replied, her spirits lifting. "I'll try that."

After breakfast, they headed to school, the familiar path filled with chatter and laughter from their peers. As they walked through the bustling hallways, Helena could feel the weight of the stares from some students.

"Hey, look! It's the sisters who can't keep up with the rest of us!" sneered Chloe, her friends laughing in agreement.

Helena felt the heat rise in her cheeks, but she kept her head high. "Let's just ignore them," she whispered to Selena.

"Easier said than done," Selena muttered, her expression betraying her hurt.

They arrived in their first class, and Helena quickly immersed herself in her notes, pushing aside the lingering feelings of inadequacy.

The day passed in a blur of lectures and assignments, and during lunch, the sisters found a quiet corner of the cafeteria to escape the chaos. Selena pulled out her sketchbook, flipping to a new page, her pencil moving fluidly as she began to draw again.

"Have you thought more about your art submissions?" Helena asked, watching her sister create.

"Yeah, but it's not just about the competition," Selena said, glancing up. "It's about sharing what I love."

"That's the spirit! Just remember to stay focused on your passion," Helena encouraged, feeling inspired by her sister's determination.

As they finished their lunch, the cafeteria door swung open, and Jay Alden walked in, his presence instantly commanding attention. He laughed with his friends, effortlessly drawing people's eyes as he moved.

"Do you think he'll see my art?" Selena whispered, her voice a mix of excitement and nerves.

"Who knows? Just be yourself. That's all you can do," Helena said, squeezing her sister's hand reassuringly.

As Jay passed their table, he caught sight of Selena's sketchbook. "Hey, is that yours?" he asked, a genuine smile spreading across his face.

Selena's cheeks flushed a deep crimson. "Y-yeah, it is," she stammered, clutching her book tightly.

"Wow, I'd love to see it sometime. You're really talented," Jay said before moving on with his friends.

Selena's eyes widened in disbelief as she turned to Helena. "Did he just compliment my art?!"

"Yes! See? You have a talent, and people are starting to notice," Helena said, her heart swelling with pride for her sister.

The rest of the day passed quickly, and as the final bell rang, Helena felt a renewed sense of purpose. She and Selena gathered their things and headed home, the weight of the day's challenges lifting.

"Let's make a plan for the competition this weekend," Helena suggested as they walked.

"Definitely! I want to show you my new pieces," Selena said, her excitement infectious.

When they arrived home, Helena helped Selena set up her easel in their small living room. The walls were adorned with a mix of Selena's art and family photos, creating a cozy atmosphere that felt like home.

"Alright, let's see what you've got!" Helena said, plopping down on the floor with her notebook.

Selena revealed several pieces, showcasing her unique style—from whimsical landscapes to portraits of imaginary creatures. Helena marveled at the creativity spilling from her sister's imagination.

"You really have a gift, Sel," Helena said, admiration clear in her voice. "Your art captures so much emotion."

"I just hope the judges feel the same way," Selena said, her voice tinged with nervousness.

"Don't worry about them," Helena reassured. "Just focus on what you love. That's what makes art special."

As they spent the evening discussing ideas and refining Selena's submissions, Helena realized that their shared dreams were intertwined. They were each other's support system, helping to balance their struggles and aspirations.

"We're going to make it, Hel," Selena said suddenly, determination shining in her eyes. "Together."

"Yes, together," Helena echoed, feeling a surge of hope.

As they worked late into the night, the sisters were unaware of the challenges that lay ahead but were ready to face them side by side.