Her and I

∆ Chapter Fourteen ∆

I woke up the same time as every day, but this time a smile immediately spread across my face as I look over to see my screen flashing. I pick it up and see I have a new message.

Jensen : Good Morning Beautiful :)

Blush covered my now heated cheeks. I couldn't help but love this shit. Corny as it may seem I am huge romantic, like you do not even understand.

Des : Well hey good lookin ;) How did you sleep?

Jensen : Good, could have been better. So many things running through my mind. Well one thing actually.

Des: Dang, well at least we can look forward to this Friday Yeah?

Jensen : Absolutely Cutie!

Des : I gotta get dressed so I can get to school see ya in a bit

Jensen : Plan on it ;)

I set my phone down and rush into a shower cleaning myself and getting out before drying off and going over to my closet. I pull on a white sleeveless shirt that is cut low on the sides with rips down the back and a hood with red splatter surrounding the words 'F*#k Off'. I pull on a red leather jacked and pull some black skinny jeans with my red Jordan's that I only wear when I feel the need to put effort into my look. I sit and put on some makeup, making my eyes bold with a red shadows wing on both eyes and applying my lip gloss.

I stand and smile before winking. "I can look nice when I want to." I say and grab my phone and keys after I throw my bag over my shoulder. I begin heading downstairs and out to my car. Plugging in my phone I let the music flood my ears and pull out of my driveway and towards the school.

Junior year has started off strange and hopefully it stays strange. I felt like I may be able to finally enjoy myself at this school and honestly I kind of had to. I had another full year after this one. I was seventeen and in need of some sort of calling. I was hoping this year would help me with that.

I got to school a little later than normal, not on purpose but I honestly didn't mind. I went in and got a slip from the office and headed in the direction of my first block which I had with Tim thankfully and as I made my day down the hall with the hall monitor he knocked on the door revealing my teacher who held the door open letting me walk into the room and I glance around to find Tim looking at me and another pair of eyes,  green eyes to be exact. They took me in and I felt slightly bashful.

"Damn." Was heard and I watched as our teacher bellowed from the front of the room.

"Ms. Hemmings. Control yourself!" He says and the class laughs but her eyes never leave me as I go and sit in the desk beside her.

"Yeah Hemmings, control yourself." I say lowly and wink before looking to the board and turning to the assigned page.

A little while later I felt a piece of paper hit my arms while I was working on the quiz that was handed out to us.

Des. You look beyond gorgeous. UGH.

I smile lightly and scribble back on her little note.

You are very sweet Dork.

I toss it back and finish up my quiz before flipping it over and putting my head down while pulling out my phone subtly.

What is the answer to question 13?

I roll my eyes and glance back at my quiz before writing the answer making her smile. The class goes by slowly until the bell finally rings and we all walk out placing our quizzes on the desk as we head to out next class, art and then weights.

I let out a breath as I receive a text.

Jensen : Tim told me to look for you today. Any real reason?

Des : Um, I don't think so.

Jensen : Alright just checking :) Can't wait to see you. Maybe I'll win the race this time.

Des : Doubtful. See you in a bit.

I put my phone away and walk into the glorious doors of the art hall. Colorful paintings hung and framed on the wall. Abstract portraits of the human anatomy and still life or fruits and people.

"Alright I have an assignment for each and everyone of you! To see where everyone is with their art skills I want you to fin an object any object. You will draw this object three times during the course of this year. Once now, again at the end of the first semester and then a final time at the end of the year. This project will be the most crucial to your grade for this class. It is worth fifty percent of your overall grade and it can either skyrocket you to the top with an A or it can fail you. It is you're choice and I would choose wisely, with your grade and you're subject!" He paused smiling at all of us. "This will be done in pencil, shading and detail is important. I don't expect these to be perfect...yet, so please! Take this opportunity to decide what or who you will be drawing and grab yourself your supplies. You will have three weeks to fully complete your drawing!" Mr. McCoy finishes and allows us to contemplate after showing us his rendition of his wife and even though he was already a very gifted artist the portraits did get better and I was mesmerized by his ability to capture her profile so well. I hear multiple people comment about their pets or parents or siblings.

I could draw one of my parents, I have no pets but that seems too simple and not very bold. I took my art very seriously and I wanted to do something exciting and bold. I couldn't think of anything and I zoned out until the school bell broke me from my daze.

I get up making my way to the locker room and quickly change into my workout getup before jogging into the weight room. The sun was shining through the window and I glanced in that direction almost being blinded until my eyes focused on Jensen. She was sitting there, looking out of the window and I couldn't control the speed in which my heart was pounding.

She is beautiful.

I continued to stare, unable to look away as her bright blue pools looked at me. It felt like everything suddenly slowed and it was just the two of us, despite the other Juniors and seniors in this class. Her eyes widened as they scanned my body making my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. An emotion flashed through her eyes and she just stared at me. And I stared at her.

I finally took a breath.

I found my drawing subject. Beautiful and bold.