Blond Hair & Smudge Lipstick // Jj Maybank

Chapter 25

                          Ellie's Standley POV

I woke up in my bed, alone. With a text from JJ saying he was spending time with John b.

Today, for whatever reasons, I was motivated. I started by standing up the second I was awake, not like every morning where I wait an hour or two to stand up and walk.

And then I eat, a real breakfast, not a lonely banana muffin. I eat two eggs with bacon, Skeet stayed the night so he was eating with me and my mom.

I then did some yoga, which I never really do, I fallen a couple of times, which, tomorrow I'm probably gonna wake up purple from the bruise slowly marking my skin.

I did my skincare, but like the skincare I do once a two or three week, with the mask and everything.

I did this on call with Kiara, her teasing me for a long long time about my relationship with JJ, which count for socializing for me. I took a shower and now I'm there, lying in my bed reading a book.

I was at my tenth chapter of the day, but at the thirty-two chapter in the book. I hadn't had the chance to read since a little while, being distracted by my mother boyfriend, my relation ship with JJ, and the worries about getting caught by John b.

I knew the plot-twist was slowly approaching, the book was the last of the series so I was sad to end it.

But everything had an end, like my three years of being fan of the same actor. I didn't thought it would end, but it did.

Looking at the remaining chapters, I realize I was exaggerating about the plot twist getting close. There's still twenty four chapters to read before the end, knowing the author the plot twist is at the end which means I wasn't close at all.

The book was so big in my hands, with his 551 pages and 56 chapters, it was thick as JJ's dic- I'm sorry for saying that.

Shrugging those thoughts away, I continue to read this amazing book.

I am really good at reading a book with scene without reaction, but my eyes widen as the man asking her about if she wants sex or to be fucked.

My eyes read words by words, the slow burn was very slow, but now that they were finally touching each other, the wait was all worth it.

After the end of the chapter, I decided to stop reading. I put the book back on my book shelf and stand up. Searching for something productive to do.

My eyes meet papers, it trails to the pencil next to it and I decide to draw. Once my equipment is set on my desk I search for something or someone to draw.

I wanted a little of challenging, so I decided to draw JJ by memory. I started to draw his silhouette, the contour and the sense his hair is going.

I follow by drawing the places to put shadow, his abs, arms, neck, eyes, nose, lips, hair, cheekbone, jaw, everywhere.

I then take my different art equipment and start shadowing the drawing to make it look like him. I always start my his nose, following by his cheeks, eyes and lips.

Once the face is done, I'm drawing the body, every muscles, tan marks, and relief of skin.

I then do his hair, his messy and mid-long hair for a boy, every strand going in different directions.

I add the details, his rings, the veins on his hands, his shark necklace, the highlight the blond of his hair do while reflecting the sun, and his small brown moles with no texture.