Drawings || muke (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 1

•Luke's POV•
I clutched my notebook close to my chest as I pushed though the crowded streets of New York. Everyone describes NYC as a beautiful, vibrant place. Except in my eyes, it's disgusting and crowded. Over priced apartments stores lining the streets defiantly were not something I liked about NY. I would praise anyone who can find a reasonable, clean place to live.

I stop at the edge of the sidewalk and wait for a car to stop. As soon as a car pauses, a group of at least fifteen people cross the road from each side. Their lost presence signal for me to walk across.

When I crossed the road, I turned into one of the largest fast food carriers. McDonalds was not enjoyable, but it was either a one dollar chicken sandwich or an unbelievably priced chipotle burrito (that will most likely cause me to stay in my bathroom the whole night).

I paid for my dollar menu sandwich and began taking small bites. Soon after I started eating, a bright red haired boy and a few others dragged through the doors. I quickly straightened my posture and opened my notebook to a clean page. I looked out the window to act like I was trying to find something to draw even though I knew exactly what I was going to draw. I believed the two boys were named John and Sam. Either way, Michael easily defeated the others in the attraction category. The group sat down in a table in front of me and I continued looking out the window.

I pulled a out a sharpened graphite pencil and got to work. What felt like hours had just been minutes and I had finished the outline. The object had precise curves, that a sketch could not decipher yet.

I closed my white paged notebook and put the pencils in my pocket. I raised to throw my trash away but I glanced to the table in front of me and saw green eyes meet mine. I felt blood rush throughout my body and I quickly scampered out of the building.

With flushed cheeks and shaking legs, I began my trip back to my apartment. Maybe if I would have stayed a little longer, he would have talked to me?

Grasping onto my door knob, I took a breath. I didn't want to enter my house with panic, to prevent

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okaY so this is based off a muke vine edit my friend sent me and I'll link the vine if I can find it 😂

(July 28th 2015, 2:17 PM)