𝗢𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱 one afternoon, there was a painting of a woman. The painting was beautiful. It had a woman sitting down facing forward, holding her face as if it were porician. The beautiful artwork sparked something inside of the young girl.
Her name was Y/N, also known as you. I am the narrator of this story, and you shall call me nothing. Some chapters like this one may have me telling it, some will have others. Let's see how your love story will turn out, shall we? Great. Let's start from the beginning.
Y/N is a young 14 year old girl who has been online with art for years. Everything started when she was younger than five years old. And from year to year, her art would improve tremendously. Like every person over the years, they all said she had talent. A talent for her gift.
The young girl wasn't that thoughtful of her love life, aside from the occasional thought of '𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑖 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒?' Or the thought of what her wedding dress would look. Sometimes, even the thought of being a mother went into her head, but she would brush it off.
But most of the time, things were for shits and giggles. Things to mess with people was something that Y/N just couldn't reject the thought of. Call her evil for laughing at children falling, herself falling everywhere, her forgetfulness, teasing, slight cussing. Yet everything is what made her who she was.
One day, though, her parents, Mr. & Mrs. L/N decided to take her to somewhere. Somewhere she hasnt been in a while, saying normaly they would only go during vacations. But this time they were taking her to the beach. One with nice sandy shores, not that many people, a nice beach. For a nice time.
They were going to go for a week and stay at an amazing resort. Y/ns mother, father, and sister were all there. No one was left behind in this three bedroom resort free space. A pool on the bottom level, a bar with a pool table on the fourth floor. And a perfect view on the 7th story balconey attached to the space we were given to look out on the shore.
Ofc y/n didn't forget what she found most deer. Her top three things. Her phone, sketchbook, and shark plushie were named sharkie. Despite how childish the stuff animal may seem, she found it cute. So when they arrived at the resort, on the first night, she sat on the balcony and drew the ocean.
She sat there for a few hours. Just enjoying the salty air from off the coast. Her pen and pencil glided across the page as she drew the ocean that was before her. It was like that all night, from when the sky was bright to where the stars shined. The next day, they would go down to the beach and enjoy the salty sea.
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