Part 5

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by Zorian1011
by Zorian1011
                                    
                                              Jk oh...but seriously im pissed about the deleting ish. I had to retype this chapter and change a few things cause I forgot some of it.
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Blaine's pov 
                          After grabbing my backpack,I walk into the kitchen casually. 
                          I pick an apple from the kitchen counter, take a bite then lean across the counter and peck my mom on the cheek.

                          "Bye mom,love you.Bye baby sis" I say winking at my annoying little sister , who is 14 but thinks she is 20 and ruffling her hair,knowing how much she hates that.
                          I rush out the door before she can descend on me. 
                          As I strolled into photography class , I heard a group of girls whispering about how hot I am. 
                          Turning to look at them , I flash them my famous smile causing them to start giggling.
                          After the bell rang,miss B waited patiently till everywhere was silent before beginning her lecture.
                          After 30 mins of talking about the way old fashion projects were dying,she said,"This week's project is to make a collage of a topic of your favourite thing. No sideshows, I want a cardboard based project."
                          Everyone in class groaned, causing miss B to say, "You all should be happy I didn't group you up for this ,use your camera or Google pictures whatever floats you boat. Oh and I almost forgot you have a week!"
                          As the groans tripled, miss B chuckled. Out of nowhere a mental image of the girl I saw at the cinema flashed through my head.
                          Shaking my head , I picked up my things and headed out towards my locker to change books for my next period. 
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Mel's p.o.v 
                          After I settled down for art class ,Mr Green came in to class looking very rumpled. 
                          His hair was as if someone ran hands through them and his white tee had pink lipstick on it. 
                          It looked like he had tried to wipe it off cause it was smudged. 
                          My eyes were ripped back to his face when he cleared his throat and said "paint something that fascinates you, and use oil canvas, class dismissed."
                          Yay...oil canvas at least I won't have a problem with that. I love working with oil but it's the fascinating object that's my problem. 
                          Maybe I'll paint gallons of ice cream and bars of chocolate. Giggling at my silly thought I pack up my books and head to the cafeteria. 
                          I bump into someone on the way to the cafeteria. "Sorry" I say as I look up.
                          Wow...he's cute. "Ummm...sorry" I say again before dashing off and realising that I said sorry twice.
                          What. Is. Wrong. With. You. I ask myself smacking my head to punctuate every word. 
                          And what is is with bumping into people. Sighing I make my way towards the food line.
                          Sorry. I'm a lousy writer. Comment and vote. Who do u think the guy is and what do you think about the projects. Really really short chapter...i'm sorry.