Paint Strokes

Chapter 6: Deal with the devil

Chapter 6: Deal with the devil.

“You? You want me to draw you?” I asked raising an eyebrow, giving him a “you’re shitting me” kind of look.

Leo’s lips quirked as he nodded, his dark green eyes staring into my own blue pair.

“That’s perfect! There now you can stop pissing me off and have a person to do for your art thing.” Mia butted in picking the tomatoes off of her sandwich.

I stare at her actions in disbelief. Who the fuck doesn’t like tomatoes?

When I turn my gaze off of the stupid act, I notice the way Leo is looking at me. Challenging me. I narrow my eyes and think.

He is incredibility good looking and it’s not like I hate him so it could work but there’s going to be the problem of me wanting to jump him every 5 minutes.

“Fine but I hope you can sit still because it’s going to take awhile.” I told him, picking the tomatoes from Mia.

“I’ll be okay don’t worry about me sweetheart.”

I scowl, “I’m not, I’m worried about my project dickhead.”

Leo laughs and I have to admit it’s not helping me keep the hormones down. Thankfully the bell rings and as I have a free, I plan to go home and sleep.

“You leaving?” Shay asks me as I stand.

“Yep, going home to sleep because I’m heaps tired.” I answer stuffing my rubbish into the bottom of my school bag never to be seen again, well until next year where I have to clean it out and find all the moldy old food scraps. It’s fucking disgusting but to be honest I can’t be bothered to walk those 3 meters to the bin so that’s the price.

“Alright see ya later.” I wave to my friends and ignore the boys or I would have if I didn’t hear heavy footsteps come up from behind me.

I let out an annoyed sigh as Leo’s big body fell into step with mine. I peak at him from the corner of my eyes only to see him already looking at me. I curl my lip at him and straight my head again. Five seconds later I can’t resist and look at him from the corner of my eye. He isn’t looking at me this time but an amused smirk is sat comfortably on his plumb lips waiting to be smacked off…with my lips.

By the time we are at my car I’ve worked myself up over nothing and need to leave his presence before I do something stupid.

“Right was there a reason you followed me or were you just wanting to admire my looks?” I asked turning to face him with my hip cocked.

“Sassy.”

I rolled my eyes and opened my car door sliding into the drivers seat. After rolling my window down manually, Leo steps in close and leans down, resting his elbows on the door.