An Acquaintance

Collin Cambridge

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It was now summer in New Zealand, just the perfect season to catch the perfect sunrise and sunsets. Collin took a quick glance at his wrist watch. 5:15, it indicated. Collin's eyes bulged when he saw what time it was. It was nearly five thirty, nearly sunset. Collin has been planning on drawing something spectacular today. He planned on sketching the rosebush along with the perfect sunset that can only be seen when the sun was at its best. The sun was been gleaming beautifully all day which gave the Gryffindor his idea. He planned on drawing the rosebush first. He planned on going there before 5:10 so that he could have enough time to finish the bush and to catch the sunset and draw it before it goes down completely. Collin tried drawing it a few days earlier but unfortunately, he failed. He was distracted by a dorm mate and had a little conversation with him and when he looked back at the view he was copying, the sun already died. Collin rushed and grabbed his shoulder bag. He was hurrying in hopes to get to his destination before the sun sets. He was practically throwing his drawing things on his bag. He winced and quickly ran towards the Gryffindor Common Room exit door. Collin winced as he trotted down the stairs. He has been distracted one more. He was too busy coloring his previous drawing that he got lost on tracking the time.

Collin got outside the castle in a short period of time. He stopped trotting the second his feet landed on a stair-free ground, and so he practically ran all the way from the Great Hall to the Hogwart's ground. Once the nature came into view, Collin saw that the sun was now slowly setting. Seeing this, a swear word escaped Collin's lips. He was not the type of guy who swears so it showed that he was very upset. True, Collin has been a gifted sketcher and his works are often praised due to its uniqueness and balance but it takes him a long period of time to bring them to perfection. And now it seemed too late for him to create a masterpiece. He knew that when he finishes, the sun will be already set and he would not even have a chance to finish the rosebush when it does so. Collin sat down on the ground. When he was comfortably seated, an idea came to his mind. It was nothing too smart but it was worth a shot. He quickly grabbed his sketching pad and a perfectly sharpened pencil from his bag with a happy smile on his lips.
 

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