"𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴."
17 year old Azia is your typical sixth form girl, stressed, tired and sick of a-levels. Until she meets Eleena, a straight A student with a perfect life, perfect boyfriend, perfect everything. This cl...
"Hello my flower, how was school?" Maria came and hugged me tightly. "It was very eventful and I'll definitely tell you later, this is my friend Azia," I stepped to the side so Maria could greet her, "Oh yes, hello I'm Maria." Maria shook her hand firmly.
"Hi Maria, I'm Azia, it's nice to finally meet you, I've heard great things about you." She grinned, "Ahaha that's good, well I've cooked some salmon carbonara so let's head into the dining room now." Maria led us to the dining room where I took a seat next to Azia.
"The food is amazing Maria." I said shoving a forkful of pasta into my mouth, "Indeed, is it possible to ask for the recipe?" Azia asked, "Haha a magician never reveals their tricks, however, I'll bend the rules for you." Maria slipped her the recipe sheet with a big smile on her face. "Im honoured, thank you." Azia smiled back.
"Alright, welcome to my room dumbass." Eleena hung up her bag on a peg and proceeded to pickup pieces of clothing from the floor. "Sorry for the mess, I was in a hurry this morning."
"You do know I've been here before," I smiled. "Even more of a reason to make yourself at home," she pushed a swivel chair in my direction, which I caught one handed.
"Are these the plans?" I dug through the scattered sheets on her white wooden desk, "Yep, any opinions?" "It's good, do you just want the black widow on its own or with maybe a person in the background or what?"
"I was thinking of maybe a woman tangled in a web with a spider on it, looking either neutral or scared even." Eleena scribbled on a clean page while I sketched a possible facial expression for the woman.
Azia's sketch
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"Kinda like this?" I slipped the paper into her hand, "Yep this is a good start, here I'll hang it onto our moodboard."
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Taking the sketch from Azia's grasp, I climbed onto my desk to pin it onto the cork board dedicated to our project ideas. "Be careful bunny, you might fall." Azia crossed her arms and watched me closely.
"Please, years of ballet lessons have helped me master the act of balancing." I said cockily whilst smoothing out the page before sticking a red pin into the corners.
The desk shook violently underneath my foot as I reached further to the top right hand corner. "Oh shit!" I exclaimed with my body falling backwards, I swung my arms rapidly trying to grab the nearest thing near me. Plot twist, there wasn't anything near me. "I got you-gahhh!" Azia's muffled voice added.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry," I squealed. Both legs were trapped either side of Azia's hips, whilst my hands were next to her head which prevented any further movement. And my face...my face was resting on her boobs.
I felt Azia's hands grip my waist as she tried to move around. "Well would you look at that, usually I'm on top but I guess the tables have turned, not that I'm complaining," Azia winked,
"Shut up," my voice was still drowned out by her chesticles. "Having fun there? I know my tits are comfortable but you've been down there for a while."
"Sorry..." Sheepishly climbing off her then helping her up. My cheeks were flushing bright red at this point. "Are you hurt?" Azia scanned me from head to toe, waiting for my response.
"No, thank you for catching me well attempting to anyway," my eyes met hers, a warm feeling flooded into my stomach, a sense of comfort. "No worries, well since we have the theme sorted, how big should the canvas be?"
"76.2cm by 50.8cm, it's like £20 from hobby craft and since you bought the boba today, I'll buy the canvas." The laptop in front of me came to life as I typed in my login details.
"Actually there's no need, I got one at home in the garage." I looked at her surprised, "You have canvas' just lying around?" "What can I say? I'm an artistic girl, and we can do the painting at my garage so it saves us the hassle."
She said as she straightened her shirt out, her perfect figure peeked through which made me flustered. "Perfect, well it's getting late now so I'll walk you downstairs." I offered and opened the door of my bedroom for her.
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