The Boy She Drew

1.

Have you ever had those moments when you see random things, people or small scenes? No? Well, I started to get these "visions" yesterday. First I drew my sister with one foot inside her room and one outside. She wore a short, black dress and it was clear to see that she was going too a party. And guess what's happened? I saw her sneaking out yesterday night. It's creepy and u don't know if I should freak out or not. Well, well. My problem, right?
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It's school tomorrow and I'm still up. The clock is over midnight and I'm super tired. Why am I still up? Well ask my brain. It refuses to sleep and I do not know why.

After just sitting in my bed with a pencil and a paper in front of me for about an hour I saw something. No, someone.

He looked kinda familiar with his yet black hair, piercing blue eyes and high cheekbones. His muscular body stood in the street right next to the house next to ours. Yeah, it's confusing when I try to explain it.

The image came up in my mind like a lightning and my hand automatically started to draw. I saw nothing else but this guy and in that moment nothing else mattered than the boy in my head.

I don't know how long I sat there, but Luckily I fell asleep right after the drawing was finished.
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Blah!!
School. Have I ever said that I hate it? Even if I'm a straight A student? No, I'm not one of these girls that work their asses of just to get good grades. I'm the type that never take any notes and never pay attention to the teacher, but yet I get good grades. The world isn't fair. I know.

So the day started perfectly fine. The sky was blue and the birds sang glad melodies.

Just kidding. The day started actually with my alarm. Yay. (Please note the sarcasm.)
I started my morning routine that was shower and dry, take on clothes and eat breakfast in Clary's car. Yup. So I showered and dried my long brown hair. I pulled on a black tank top and blue skinny jeans. I ran down the stairs, pulled on my vans and slung my leather jacket on before running out to Clary's car.

"So when Germany started.. Oh I guess it's Mr. Bl..." I heard but Mr. Beene didn't say anymore when I came in the door. "Ah! Miss Léa Collins. Take a seat and please. And take a detention note with you." Yeah. Cool teachers.

Especially the last names.

And When I talked about the good grades, it didn't mean I was a good girl. Just saying.

And I was only.... About 15 minutes late! He should't have given me detention. So unfair!

After 10 more minutes the door opened again. I didn't take much notice at first, but when every girl gasped and low mumbling filled the silence I looked up.

No! It couldn't be him! I pinched myself, but he was still there.

Omg. It's him. He's real. The boy I drew.

"Oh! Welcome! Say hello Everybody!

This is Blake Grimm."
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So this was my first chapter!! Hope you enjoyed! Even if I'm a terrible writer...!

Thank you for reading!

Love

-V