Leo my Soul

Leo my soul CH. 2

Three girls came into the bathroom. Their preppy high voices disturbed my wondering thoughts.

“Did you see that new kid, Leo?” Mindy, the class whore nearly moaned his name..

“Isn’t he from Australia? That’s hot.” It was Mindy, and her two sidekicks, Nancy and Olivia.

“He doesn’t talk much, I tried talking to him fourth period.” I could hear them opening up their make up bags and reapplying eyeliner and lip gloss. They usually do this every lunch except they do it upstairs where no one can see or hear them.

“How much do you wanna bet he’s a good kisser?” Olivia inquired, she threw her blush and other products she had with her, in her bag. I could hear her three inch high heals coming towards the stalls.

I quickly lifted my feet to my chest. I couldn’t let them find me in here, and if I did, the things they would do to me are unmentionable.

“I bet he’s even better in bed.” Mindy added.

I could see in-between the cracks of the door to Olivia’s bleach blond hair right in front of my stall. I panicked.

I got up off the toilet, being as quiet as I could I unlocked the stall door slightly as Olivia yelled at Mindy not to think that, that Leo’s hers.

I took the few seconds I had to crouch down and go under the wall that separated one stall to the next.

Olivia had struggles with the door at first, stupid blond, but then finally busted in. My body was already on the other side and in the next stall over. My heart pounding.

I slowly and quietly closed the stall door as Olivia walked into the other stall. I tried my hardest to keep my breathing to a minimum. The horrible things Mindy and her crew would do to me, if they found out I had been listening in on their “private” time.

Figure Studio, my new found friend, Leo, was in my class. Since this was high school, we didn’t get naked and draw naked people, we just usually had one good looking person get in the middle of the room and pose while the other students draw their angle image.

Leo described how fond he was of art and how he had been to many art museums in his small town of Betoota, Australia. Again his gaze stayed with my movements. As I moved, his eyes moved with me.. Those big brown eyes.

The second drawer on the left was where I kept my art supplies. I took out my drawing pencil, a canvas board, and took my seat in the back.

Miss. Jenet, our red head art instructor stood up on a chair to get everyone’s attention.

“Class, we’re trying something new this month.” she pushed up her green glasses from her nose, “I have chosen Leo, our newest student, to be our body figure.” Leo was next to Miss. Jenet, his hands behind his back, and his eyes once again on me.

Miss. Jenet smiled down at him and started clapping, along with many other exultant ladies in the class.

Leo held out his hand to help Miss. Jenet down, “Oh and class, I want all students in the back normally to be up front this time. Just to get a better view and to try something new this year.” it was almost like Miss. Jenet was setting me up, just to get closer to Leo Ruben..

I got my stuff and kept my eyes on the ground, I knew he was staring at me, but I knew if I looked up at him now, I might just faint.

No other seats were available in the second row, so I took the last spot, right in front of him. A gray t-shirt hit my feet. I looked up, my eyes grew wide, he smiled, “I’m so sorry miss.” he spoke as he bent down to pick up his shirt. He placed it back on the ground next to him.