Drawing, threats and Partners?

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Friday. Finally. I put on a We Came as Romans crop top and red skinny jeans, putting on rainbow vans. I straighten my hair and wear neon teal stick with big cat eyes. I grab my skateboard and a Dr. Pepper. Hey look my mom isn't home again! I'm so shocked. Note sarcasm. It's cloudy but I put on sunglasses and skate down the street, swaying left and right to avoid running people over.

**( TIME SKIP TO FIRST PERIOD) **
I sit in the back of class Reading this month's issue of "skin ink." I smile at the first picture. It's a female hip bone tattoo with being me the horizon lyrics. All the chatting stops. I look up to see Alec walk in the classroom and straight over to the teacher. I forgot what class I'm in. I see who the the teacher is. Language arts. The teacher seems dazed. My eyes, along with everybody else's follow Alec as he takes his seat next to me. "Alright after I assign partners I will tell the class the first task for the year." Maryanne's glossy hand shots up. "Um mr. Woodsy you never assign partners." He stares blankly at her but doesn't reply. "Any ways class the partners are up in the board:" I look up front
PARTNERS:
JACE AND MAX
OLIVER AND LISA
KAREN AND LYDIA
JACK AND TOBY
GUS AND DANNY
MARYANNE AND STACEY
ALEC AND LUNA
NINA AND DREW
DRAKE AND MELISSA
MATTHEW AND SARA
Really Mr Woodsy? I usually work alone on ALL my work. Let alone Mr I'll stare at you all day.

"Now class what we are doing is you will get to study your partner for twelve and only twelve minutes than have to meet outside of school or make arrangements to stay after with this person and pick one of their features and write about it. I know I know, sounds stupid but you can get deep in this writing." Um is it just me or was that like an order to stare at someone tits or ass? Alec what feature of him should I pick. Eyes? Hands? Lips? I haven't really looked at him all that much. "Alright class we have just enough time to look at your partners and take notes." There was a lot of shuffling I look out the window. "Alright love let's start the looking." Alec's British voice says. You already do enough of that. I think. I take out a crimson gel pen and a notebook with slender man on it. I flip to the first page and add the heading. "L.A. Feature writing." I look at him closely. His cheek bones are high and sculpted. Almost scary how perfect they are. Not one flaw. His eyes are are like oceans. Time is up. Already?
( MATH CLASS 2ND PERIOD)
I make my way to the back of the classroom and sit down. I put in my headphones and press play hearing whispering by Alex Clare."whispering whispering the dew drops are glistening." I say under my breath. I pull out my death note drawing book and continue to draw a golden fox. I grab my color pencils and shade in its muzzle. All of a sudden my light is blocked. I look up to see a straight faced Alec. Okay at lunch he was chill, but I have a dark feeling so I try to ignore him like everyone does to me. I take out my headphones and look up at him. "Look dude lunch was chill but I'm not a social butterfly and if your freaking ass staring hasn't let you know I'm drawing and you're kind of in my light." I snap like a bitch. I take a mental note to work on my bitchiness.
He furrows his eyebrows looking very displeased. But he looks at me and smiles and stairs. I look at him and sigh and put my headphones back in. He sits on the window sill watching me very closely. I feel like a mouse being watched by my predictor just waiting to get eaten. I look at him and his face has a dark expression. I shudder. "Oops". I look up to see Maryanne and see she poured her coffee all over my drawing. I look up at her and my face turns red. Man that Barbie bitch pisses me off. What's her deal? I see Alec stand up and shove her against the desk. "Well Maryanne I see you decided to ignore my warning you're gonna regret it princess." He smiles wickedly. Damn. I get up and walk out. He follows close behind me. "Would you stop!" I turn around and shove him back. Over and over again he just stands there. "I'm.not.a.freaking.kid.you.psycho.stalker." I say between shoves. "Oh Luna why so naïve. You are a kid." I lost it I punched him right a crossed the face. Prick. I walk to my locker and grab my board and bag. I skate down the hall and go and chill in the stairwell. I decide to go home. I'm sick of this day.

TIME SKIP
I walk into my room and lay down. The fuck was this day? I sit cross cross and take out my journal and start my feature writing

Alec's Eyes
By Luna Phantom
6/1/15
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