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Chapter 2:

*Sydney's POV*

Finally, Friday!

Yay!

No more school for the weekend! Woo hoo!

Ring!!! The school bell rings as a sign for dismissal. I head to my locker and get everything I need. Then I head outside.

I go to the place I always go after school, the tree. I love it here. I can think here without people interrupting me.

"Hey Syd!" Matt says.

Everyday after school we meet here and talk for awhile.

About anything that comes to mind. It awesome to have someone that you can just talk to like a normal person.

I can talk to him about everything and anything. Wether it's new or old or boring or funny it's always entertaining.

"Hey Matt!" I say as I get out my pencil and drawing pad.

I start to scribble around while looking at him.

"What are you drawing?" He asks me. I look up and smile at him.

He returns the smile.

"Can I draw you?" I ask him.

He furrows his eyebrows in confusion. "I'm sorry what now?" He asks me.

"I asked you if I can draw you!" I said.

" are you good?" He asks me.

I look at him for a while. Drawing everything I see. "Well that depends on who you ask." I say responding to him.

"Can I see something you've done?" He asks me. I pause. I remember I had painted something in art the other day.

"Um yeah sure. But you have to promise not to judge, I'm not that good." I say. He nods.

I go into my backpack and pull the paper out of my art folder. I hand it to him. It's a painting of the solar system.

See, I love the stars. I'm fascinated with them.
There's so many of them and to think none of them are the same. That's incredible if you ask me.

"Sydney what are you talking about this is amazing!" He says as he's looking at the paper in awe.

I smile at him. "You really think so?" I ask him for reassurance.

"I know so Syd! You have so much talent" I blush. "And to answer your question yes, you can draw me but not here." He says.

"If not here then where?" I ask him.

"I know the perfect place!" He says as he grabs me hand and pulls me up from the ground.

I give him a confused look. "Where are you taking me?" I ask.

He smirks and says "well you'll just have to come and find out" he smiles and drags me to his car.

He opens the side door for me to get in. "My lady" he says in a British accent. "Ah thank you what a gentleman." I say in a British accent.

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