Angel

Chapter Three

Ok so the last chapter was short and I'm sorry but this one will be plenty longer I promise.
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I gape at him as he sits down right next to me, grinning like a lunatic the entire time. I subconsciously bite my lip and glance at him, only to find him looking at me. His eyes stay on mine for a second before he glances down at my lips, and as if knowing that I was thinking about how hot he is, he bites his lip deliberately and locks eyes with me for a second before winking and looking down at the paper the teacher handed him. He might be a werewolf but thank the gods for the invention of this boy. I look him up and down as the bell rings.

I don't have a second period so I take my time finishing the paper and then I gather my stuff to leave. I glance up for a split second to see him, Andrew,  just sitting there paper done and turned in but sitting there. I giggle at the boredom radiating off of him as I get ready to leave.

"What's so funny girl?" He looks at me with humor and questioning in his eyes.

"Well other than the fact that your sitting there looking like a dork cause you have nothing to do, I don't know." I inwardly gape at myself. Jesus! How much more sass could I have used!? He's just new that's all.. and super hot.. ok so honestly I get sassy when I'm nervous and boy oh jeez does this boy make me nervous.

"Fine you're my escort." He says matter-of-factly. I gape at him now. "I don't have a second period and don't know where anything is do you know where the art room is?"

I smile he probably can't even draw. "Yea sure I'll show you but we have to stop by auto body first so I can drop off my stuff for third."

He just nods and packs up his stuff. "Laters!" I call out to the class as we leave. We walk in silence till we get close. "So.. do you even know how to draw?"

He just smiles at me. "You'll find out when we get there." I groan he'll probably do a couple crapy sketches and call it good. He stops walking altogether and just looks at me.

"What?"

"How about a challenge?" He cocks his head to the side making him look like a dog begging for treats. I laugh thinking of the irony of it.

"What kind of challenge and what are the stakes?"

"A drawing challenge. If you win you get... whatever you want I don't know. But.. if I win, you have to go to diner with me tonight." My jaw hits the floor. Did he just ask me out? Holy Shit...

"Fine but don't be sad when you lose. What are we drawing?" I look at him as we enter the room.

"We'll let the art teacher decide."

So I get to draw a Dragon destroying a village. He gets to draw a man on a horse attempting to kill a Dragon. Whoever wins has the best picture and gets to keep them both. He's done about 15 to 20 min before I am. About five min before class ends I'm done, and it's flawless. Like always.

But as far as I'm concerned he won. But of course the teacher, and the entire art class disagree with me. So I win.

"That's why you laughed when I challenged you." He just stares at my drawing completely captivated by it. "What the fuck, have you been drawing since the day you were born!?" I just start laughing again.

The art teacher walks over with a grin on her face, "no she's just very talented with a lot of things. She went to college for art in the eighth  grade and finished three years ago entirely on scholarships. Can you believe that?" I blush and look down as the entire class stares with obvious shock on their faces.