Leslie Mcclain

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October 13

Keith

Keith watched as the girl in front of him sketched. She seemed nervous, but over all she was doing well. She wasn't as whiny as some other people, and she had some pretty good manners. Keith blushed as he watched the girl sketch. Whenever her hair fell in front of her face she would shake it out of the way. Whenever she messed something up on the page she would glare and mumble something under her breath. All of these things Keith found where cute and abordable. The only thing that confused him was that a girl could make him feel this way. He thought only boys could. The girls strokes on her page suddenly got a lot tighter and more knit together, like the sketch was already done. She seemed a little more confident with her strokes and Keith smiled. He was happy for the girl. And it seemed that Allura noticed this since she smirked over at Keith. He just glared, his cheeks becoming a more light crimson then light pink. The girl then looked up and held the sketch book out to Allura. Allura nodded and got up off the stool, and started to retrieve the sketch book. Keith watched as Allura looked at the page. His eyes widened as he saw her reaction. It must have been good. "Should I start with the make up now sir?", the girl asked. Keith nodded, but there was something off with this girls voice. It sounded more like a really high boys voice then a girls, but that could just be his imagination. She then went to work on the makeup. Allura was already sat on the stool and waiting for her to catch up. Keith then sunk back into his chair, waiting for the finale product of this interesting girl.

Lance

Lance worked on the make up tirelessly. He stroked softly and he was really good at blending together the colors. Lance felt the eyes of almost everyone in the room. He shifted slightly as he felt someone's eyes turn into a glare. Lance shook it off, this is just what they do. Watch you... a lot. He was soon almost done. The colors where coming together and Allura was looking prettier then she was before. Lance then stepped away, to admire his work. And he was not at all sad about what came out of it. Lance then handed Allura the mirror, and when she saw her reflection she almost gasped. She then abruptly got out of her stool and stalked over to Keith. "YOU HAVE TO HIRE HER!!", Allura screamed as she shook Keith by the shoulders. Keith laughed, and I felt my cheeks become a little pink. I wonder why. "Alright, alright! So, I should know the name of my new artist", Keith said with a smirk. Lance smiled, already knowing the answer. 

"Leslie, Leslie Mcclain sir".

I am just going to say that I did not want to describe the sketch or the make up since I want your imagination to make it up. I also didn't do it because I am to lazy to think about that. Chow~