Christiana Wildwood was lying down and finishing the finishing touches on her artwork. He wanted to not only win many art trophies, but also have his own studio. So, raise money for children who didn't have enough money to attend art classes. Christina had the chance to participate in her school's art competition, The Lighthouse Talent Show. The Lighthouse Talent Show was hosted by Hugger Krater Art School. The talent show had enough money for the winner to have his own studio. This wasn't the end of the talent show prize. The winner's artwork will be sent to the University of Chicago and entered into the National Visual Arts Competition. If Christiana won the talent show, she would have her own studio and have a chance to go to Nationals. Paige Ocean, a student at Hugger Krater School, had also heard this event. Paige also wanted to have her own studio to continue her artistic career. However, Paige had a different dream than Christiana. Paige had wanted to study art and exhibit her work in exhibitions. These two girls were rivals and hoped to win this exciting event. Christiana Christiana was thinking in her room thinking about ideas for the Lighthouse Talent Show when her phone started ringing. A couple seconds ago a text was sent from Paige. The text read: "Don't even sign up for the talent show because I'm going to win." Christina dropped the phone and began to panic. Christina felt a drop of sweat run down her back. Christiana had done nothing to Paige except win more races than her. Christina and Paige hadn't been friends since they were in fourth grade. Both were exceptional in art and participated in many art exhibitions. If one of them won the talent show they would become well known... halfway... they would finish it all in a week. When I started to finish my artwork, the judges said it had to have so many colors, oil, paint, pencil and crayon. I had to start all over again. I took a deep breath and started sketching out the piece. The work I was doing for the talent show was something for my father. My father never pays attention to what I do in my artwork. I tried to prove to my father that what I was doing was my artistic career. I really wanted to impress my dad in what I do. My twin sisters are standout 6th grade varsity volleyball players. Therefore, my father was focusing his attention on my sisters. I felt really left out of the family and hated being the middle child of the family. After art shows I would come home and my mother would congratulate me, but my father would drink his coffee. I felt like I was the third wheel in my family.