You live together with your mom who raised you alone since your dad left when you were born. Your mom her best friend, who's also your neighbor has always been there for both of you and she's always coming and going to help around the house. One day...
Before I knew it I had drawn a full page of Jenna with a sketch of ghostface somewhere in between. Drawing out her features makes me realize even more how attractive she is. And those eyes. Those eyes were haunting my thoughts, since her eyes were so full of emotion. She didn't even have to say anything, when I looked at the screen she could tell me a whole story and make me feel all the feelings with just her eyes. Those big pupils. It was impressive and scary at the same time that her eyes could do that to me. I have never experienced that before. The movie was pretty good, but I was mostly focused on Jenna and drawing her. Which is kind of embarrassing, but hey? I have to practice my anatomy right? Yeah- even I don't believe that. I have to face it and be honest with myself, which I didn't like doing. I didn't like to be vulnerable. But- I was starting to feel something for Jenna. Something I have never experienced before. And to be honest, I'm scared. Scared of what this might mean. But like all my other feelings, I repress it- at least I try to.
I ripped the page out of my sketchbook and hung it on my wall with some of my other drawings. I know that this wasn't really repressing it. But I was still pretty pleased with how the drawing turned out so I hung it anyway. Somewhere in the back, to try and hide it out of sight. For my own sake.
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(Art made by me :)
When walking back to my bed I stopped by the window and instinctively looked at the window next door of Garcia her house. There was someone sitting in the window as Garcia had a window seat in that room. I remember that from back when I came over a lot and sat a lot in that exact spot to draw when my mom was talking to Garcia downstairs. It was very peaceful. I stare outside to the window as I try to see if it was Jenna. I mean it had to be, there was no one else in that house besides Jenna and Garcia. And Garcia never sat in the window seat. Let alone in that room. I was right, it was Jenna with the same green outfit still on from before. She was holding a book of some sort. She fits perfectly in the window as she was so small. It was kind of cute. She turned the page, but instead of keeping her eyes on the book or whatever she was holding she looked up at my window. I froze in place as I felt my cheeks burn up. Maybe she didn't see me?
I saw her eyes squint slightly as she chuckles slightly. She grabbed something from next to her as she revealed a piece of paper she had written something on within a few seconds. She held it up with a slight smirk.
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