•𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝• 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

ℍ𝔼𝔸𝕍𝔸ℕ'𝕊 𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝℙ𝕀𝔼ℂ𝔼

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 : he paints her, and wins her heart.

𝐘𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡
~ Beyoncé

(𝔸𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟)
  

Lightly, she gripped the brush, stoking the colors along the textured canvas. I studied her face before quickly eyeing my palette. Nothing compares, not even one color. I've sketched the shape of her face, her nose, the dark diamonds that are her eyes, and the full of her lips.

    I've even took the time to draw her hair,even the ones laid across her forehead. And setting on her head lays a halo. Because in every way she's perfect, even the blemishes upon her skin adding to the beauty that she is. An Angel in my eyes glowing with beauty, and hopefully I'll flatter her, and make her mine.

   I put the plastic pallet back onto to table, looking closely at the canvas. A slight smile sketched across her drawn face. Again I peeked over the artwork, to see her heavily focused on her own piece.

   No color on here can match her best feature, her brown glowing skin. It would give no justice to her if I just used any color. It would take away from the realism, the true beauty she possesses.

She looked up quickly captivating me in her gaze,
"you good?" I could feel myself begin to sweat. "Huh?" I answered subconsciously. She giggles lightly making my heart flip and my face become hot. putting down her pallet covered with soft colored paints, "Are you ok?" I nodded smiling back, "I'm fine, sorry for staring...what are you painting?" She looks back down at the painting, propped up on the small easel.

"Something I admire, how about you, I know you're really good at painting." She complemented making my heart leap into my throat once again. "Same actually, something heavenly." She nodded keeping eye contact, a smile sill displayed along her glossy lips. Sometimes I think she knows what she does to me. "Well I'm excited to see it." She gazes down at her watch reading the time, nearing the end of class.

I stood from my seat going to the furthest rack to place my piece, with no paint, but with a beautiful face on display.

☀️The next day ☀️

    I sat in my seat, going against the assignment given I chose not to paint my picture. Heavily I gripped the pencil darkening my lines, adding more detail to her shimmering eyes. Using various pencils provided to shade along her features. "Hey, todays the last day to do touch ups...are you not painting?" I heard her voice like velvet run into my ears.

      "No it just wouldn't look right to paint this time." I concluded continuing to feverishly sketch along the canvas. Time began to tick down,as our teacher left his seat. "Ok class, utensils down, let's start with the presentations." He slyly interlocked his fingers behind his back examining the pieces of art displayed about the room.

       "Mr Mara it was a realism project, explain yourself." He stood behind him grilling him with his gaze, "I uhm..it was- it's a- I just started today so I splattered some paint on a canvas and I-" "And you've gotten an F." Rudely he finished his sentence.

    He continued his slow stroll, she sat confident watching as the teacher walked along. He came behind me, I took in a deep breath as a snicker came from him. "Well...mr Porter I thought I'd never see the day." He put a hand on my shoulder, "our star pupil has decided to go against the rules, but it's a beautiful representation of her,come present."

     He took his heavy hand from shoulder and I gripped the large canvas, walking to the front of the class. I looked out into the sea faces, some people looked to me, some down at their phones others asleep but her.  She looked at me with a slight grin on his face, making me smile myself.

     I looked down at the canvas feeling my gut flutter,   I put the picture on the larger easel. I didn't turn I kept my eyes on the drawing while hearing whispers and chatted erupt behind me. "Austin, face your crowd." I turned feeling that my face a deep red.

     Her deep eyes were wide with excitement. I
Smiled sheepishly looking down at my shoes. She looked around shyly but I could feel she liked it. "Explain your piece." He says paper and pen in hand.

    "Well, I tried to paint her, to impress her...but the colors on the pallet...no way I could mix them or shade them, or anything nothing could compare to the beauty you p-poses." I tripped over my words during our strong eye contact. She smiled warmly as applause came from the class.

     "Very sweet Austin, very beautiful and the halo?" He looked up from his notes. "Well look at her, she's heavenly."  I answered, he nodded completely his notes a smile on his face. "I'll make an acceptation, A." He looked back at her as she still gazed at the intricate drawing, "an A plus."

   "Thanks Mr S." I took my art as the bell rung out, and she sat waiting. She came with me to put our art pieces on the rack. Walking shoulder to shoulder we left the emptying classroom. Her soft hand glided along mine making me look over, she did the same. "I don't know what to say." She almost whispered walking closely next to me. "Did you like it, you can have it if you want." She nodded,"yeah I'd love it." We came to a stop.

We stood in front of her class room door her eyes read me deeply, she came closer wrapping her arms around me, I stood almost shocked before hugging her back. Finally showing her how I felt. She backed a way smiling, "come find me at lunch, maybe you can teach me how to draw?" My heart did a complete cartwheel. "Of course, maybe we can find the right colors this time." I joked looking as she walked deeper into the class. "Maybe." She answered sweetly, than the door closed, but my dopy smile remained along with the red blush along my cheeks.

🎨

ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕝𝕞𝕒𝕠, 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕕𝕠 𝔸𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟'𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕝 𝕒𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕠 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 "𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞" 𝕠𝕣 "𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪." 𝕀𝕕𝕜 𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕒 𝕕𝕠 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖.

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