Art Center Creative Writing

Leaves fall on the floor and the clouds circle around the sky. The clouds sway in the breeze with the wind. A street circles around the city and a little building sits in the middle. The building, also known as the art center, houses many art pieces and tools. The door leads to a long hallway, a few doors, and finally a huge, open space. Brown tables are spaced out evenly, with white chairs placed on each side. The room is split among many artists. The artists include the painters, sculptures, and many more.
Sal, a teenage girl, comes running in, late and out of breath. Her long hair is tied up on a messy bun and her appearance is not professional. Her blue and plaid patterned shirt in untucked. On top of that, her pants are ripped
His hair is combed back and he is wearing a nice outfit. His shirt, fresh out of the wash, holds two pens in his pocket. Two pencils lay on his desk and the spines of his sketchbooks are perfectly aligned. He sits patiently, calm, and contained, not even yelling at Sal’s lame excuses for coming in late. Sal’s excuse has to be good or else she might not work with Henry.
“Sorry for coming in late,” Sal says. “I promise not to do it again.”
“What’s your excuse today?” Henry asks, rolling his eyes. “It better be a good one, not like any of your other ones.”
“Okay, okay, hear me out: I found the most beautiful tree I have ever seen in my life,” Sal states.
“And?” Henry questions.
“And I think it would be a great sketch to put in the memory book!” Sal says excitingly.
“Is the memory book going to be for your mom?” Henry asks. “The memory book is for my mom. It will contain pictures of her in her golden days,” says Sal. “I think that if I make another one for you brother, my mom would be happy. Is that a good idea?” “That’s a great idea!” Henry’s mood just changed and now his can’t contain his excitement. “Where should we start?” Sal replies, “I think we should both sketch what our family members