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2|This Warm Happiness

And you didn't for a while.

You sat on the brick steps leading to the cafeteria. Birds frolicking in the trees letting out their small little songs for the world to hear. The brick path cluttered with soft footprints as students made their way to their classes. The smell of food and all the people in the cafeteria made you feel quite nauseous so you sat on the steps. You held your sketching pad in your arm, using your body and forearm to shield passerbys from seeing your drawing.

You gingerly sketched around on the thick white paper. Sketching out a rough draft of a doll design.

'Defiantly want it to be...Ball jointed...'

'Ewww... that looks gross'

Your face held a grimace looking at what your hand had produced for a face. One eye bigger then the other. 'It would look good if it was an odd body but....' you quickly scribbled on top of it to sorta erase the drawing. You tapped the pencil along the bottom of your weak chin.

'This is hard without anything to go off'

'....What about that pretty girl-'

Your face fumed and a warmth flushed over your cheeks remembering the girl and what ungodly things you had done to her bag. You cringed at the memory just when you were starting to forget it.

Shaking the tote disaster out of your head you focused on the woman herself. You remembered the way her hair strains fell against her face, the way her lips curved to form that angelic smile. Without much thought in your head your fingers began to guide your pencil in the image of her.

'Exaggeration of the eyelashes...'

'I have a base similar to her shape.'

'What would look cute on her...'

'She's already so cute...'

'...'

'I-I think... blue would look good on her-'

'Hearts on the cheeks-'

"HEY IS THAT ME?!"

"AHH!" You screamed hearing the voice of said woman right behind you. Your back jumped causing you to throw the sketch pad up in the air. Your doe eyes watched as the girl caught it in the air staring at the drawing with a wide smile.

"It is me!" She giggled turning the book around and holding the drawing to her cheeks. "Ahhh! It's so cute!"

"Don't we look like twins?!" She exclaimed in happiness. Your heart jumped in your chest staring at her then to the drawing. You were a little weirded out at the fact she didn't find it creepy. "U-umm. C-can I have it back?"

"Nope!" She laughed stuffing the book in her new shoulder bag (noticing it was new only added to your embarrassment). The black haired female smiled to you lending a hand out to you. It was then you got a good look at her outfit. She was wearing a blue sweater 'hey she does look good in blue...' and a black skirt that cupped her figure perfectly. Long thigh high socks and a pair of Mary Janes covered her toes and legs. After she saw you were slow to get to your feet she pulled you up with her strength. She was surprisingly strong.