Hey y'all! The reviews you guys send are awesome! God it just makes me wanna write! Now I will thank those people properly soon but college and work is kinda killing me right now. But for a little treat, i wanted to give you a little sneak peek on the sequel...just a little tease for you dedicated readers~~~

Enjoy!

"Hey Nora, wanna join me to the main building? Vincent and Angie might be there today." Lance put away his purple gargoyle project in his black portfoilo bag.

"Nah, I wanna get home and finish this up. You will not believe how tired I am." Nora put her black portfolio on her shoulder and grabbed her other bag which carried her textbook and her sketchbook. "My agenda is finish this and take a nap until its morning again."

Lance chuckled; "Ok, well i'll see you later."

"Ok bye." Lance left the art room and Nora was the only one left, she had to leave quickly before the next class comes in. She grabbed the art box and walked out of her classroom. Today was a good morning, starting on the new project was rather interesting. Bunny would've probably liked it, it could've been some good design ideas for Easter. He hasn't visit her in a while...she wondered why? He probably had better things to do. He is a guardian and she's just a human, there are other things to worry about. Suddenly, Nora realized something...she forgot something important. While walking, she looked in her bags. Text book, sketchbook, cellphone, keys, project, bristol paper.

She looked in her art box; artist tape, charcoal, pencils, paint, brushes, erasers.

No she got everything. What could she be missing? And why was it so cold here she wondered?...Her jacket...Nora somehow always forgot her jacket. It was a curse.

Nora turned on her heels and walked down to her classroom again. She quickened her pace, hoping that the other class hasn't started so she wouldn't interrupt. Unbalanced, she fell on her heels and her artbox fell open. Her pencils scattered everywhere and her tape went rolling away. Crap! Nora took off her bags and starting picking up the pencils. The tape continued to roll on the other side of the hallway until it stopped on a pair of nice black dress shoes. A hand picked it up and walked toward Nora, who just stuffed everything in her box, not caring if her hands were now filled with charcoal dust of some pencils broke. Damn it!

"Is this yours?" A deep voice asked her. Wait? Why did this sound so familiar? Nora looked up and spotted the tape in the strange hand.

"O-oh yes, thank you." Nora took the tape and got up from her knees, she opened the art box carefully and placed the tape inside. She then looked up to thank the stranger, but instead her mouth dropped...along with her artbox, spilling everything on the floor once more.