"you still draw?" isaac asks as he looks through birdie's sketch pad. birdie is trying to get her sketch pad back because there are things she doesn't want anyone to see. more so the people who don't know her which is everyone.
"give it back isaac!" she yells. isaac looks around, making sure his pack members weren't near. he doesn't need anyone to see them and drag her into the supernatural drama.
he continues to look through her drawings, paying close attention to what she fails to implement in her drawing. her drawings are the epitome of perfection, no matter the errors.
"come on, birdie, enter this one in a contest," he shows her the drawing of a girl falling, "this is really good."
the girl rolls her eyes, "i want my sketch pad back. right now."
isaac shakes off her hostility, "you have too. it's pretty much a command as soon as i show this to miss erlington."
birdie snatches her drawing pad from his hand. she didn't want unwanted attention from the art teacher.
as she grabs it, isaac reached out for it grabbing a corner with security. she knows he isn't going to let go, so she lets it go. coincidentally, isaac lets it go as well. the sketch pad opens up to the picture she was drawing yesterday. even without lips and a nose, isaac could still recognize himself in the curls and the eyes.
his eyes try to reach her's, but she looks at the ground where her art book is laying. she picks it up and curses loudly. she doesn't expect any word from isaac but luck isn't on her side.
"you drew me?" he asks.
she sneers, blushing, "why would i draw you for?"
isaac holds his hands up as a sign to back off, and she does. she turns around and heads the other way. no more short cuts to the art room, just not possible.
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sweet nothings ▸ isaac
Fanfiction[ COMPLETED ] in which a girl cuts and a boy howls
