Wow. I was not expecting that.
I had meant to keep the drawing a secret to myself, but I guess I'm weaker around her than I thought. What I said was true, though. I did want a muse that was different than all of the other girls, even if she didn't approve. But, she did, which's still a mystery to me. Lily's so random that it's like trying to pick the exact winning card for the lottery.
Why can't I understand her?
She's still staring at the picture, so I cautiously look at her. Her short hair's even darker than before and her plaid shirt, beanie, and jeans make her eyes pop. For once, her face's calm and serene, showing how flawless and beautiful she really is.
Ah! What am I saying! What's wrong with me! I never would have said that about her yesterday. Ugh! What's going on with me?
I look over her shoulder at the other corner of the room, where the boys are crowded together. Once in a while, one of them will look over at us, or more specifically, Lily. I feel my face turn slightly red and I don't know why. All I want them to do is to leave her alone.
Something's wrong with me! I don't know what's happening.
"Don't worry about them."
I look back at her to find that she's looking at me. "What?"
"I said you don't have to worry about them. They won't bother you as long as I'm here. They wouldn't want to hurt you with me around. After all, they still think they have a chance with me."
"And do they?"
"Probably not, but I can be surprised." She gives me a quick smile and walks back to where she was before.
What does she mean, I can be surprised? She's always got more than one meaning in whatever she says. It's either very frustrating or, how do I say it, almost cute.
I try and shake the thought from my head. This's the girl who hated my guts when I just walked through the door. The girl who would never, ever want to even work on a project together.
But, this's also the girl who didn't beat the living day lights out of me for using her as a model. The girl who appreciated my work for what it is, not for who I am. Maybe, just maybe, I'm beginning to understand. Understand who she really is, not what I thought she was.
But, it's going to take a lot more than drawing and painting to figure it out.
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Romance"A girl and a boy. That's how it usually starts out, right? This seems to be another of those stories, so that's where we'll start." Lily Edwards is a normal girl, in a quiet town, in a small school. With her mother a librarian and her father a poli...
