Sing to me

11

~Stephanie's POV~
After lunch, them and I seperated to go to final period. My last period was art and I sat in my usual spot next to Emily.
"Hey Steph" she says putting down her art stuff and plopping into the chair.
"You figured out what your doing?" She continues mentioning my undecided art project.
"Hi and nope not even a little bit" I reply
" so what are you going to do in today's class?" She asked genuinely confused.
"Colour blocking?" I say trying to make up yet another excuse. Emily scoffs,
"You really think our teachers gonna fall for that? I'm surprised she fell for the surprise" she says joking. I laugh along with her before saying "shut uppp, we all know this project will just end up being bluffed by yours truely." I say joking along.
"I mean, yeah, but that's because you're so freaking talented." She says nudging me.
"Am not" I say
"Are so, you're like the best in the year. You're art is literally displayed around the entire school" she say pointing to one of my pieces on the wall.
I blush and look down.
"See you can even fight it" she says giving me a smile.
Just as we finished talking the teacher walked in handing us our canvasses for the piece. I got a large rectangular canvas that I plan on using vertically.
I decide to at least figure out the colour scheme. I decide on something bright thinking if the music from a hot summers day on your way home from the beach. I decide to do something simple instead of stressing myself to make something perfect. In the best of times I'm a little bit of a perfectionist.

I start to lay down the bright orange, the pink, the yellow and the purple. I blend it together using a try natural hair brush to get the streaks of the clouds.
"Nice work Stephanie" my teacher says as she walks by.
I smile to my self and continue to pretend to know what I'm doing. By the end of the lesson I finished blending together the entire background and have added the outline of trees and a car. It's not my favourite piece but I guess it will do.

I grab my stuff and walk out of class. I make my way up to my locker and open it with my free hand. I shove my things into my locker and grab my school bag before shoving it close again to make sure my books don't fall out. You see, although I'm a bit of a perfectionist, I spend my time making the things that are important perfect.
"You know that if you actually organise your locker, you wouldn't have to worry about things falling our" I hear a voice say behind me.
"Where's the fun in that?" I say turning around to see my newly made boyfriend in front of me.

He takes a step forward to wrap his arm around my waist and bury his head into my neck.
"I missed you" he whispers into my ear
"It's been two hours" I say giggling and stroking his hair.
"I don't care" he says squeezing me tighter.
"Get your stuff so we can go home" I say patting him on the back.
He nods and opens his locker, just as he does so and avalanche of books comes out. I burst into laughter as he frowns.
"You know if you actually organised your locker, you wouldn't have to worry about things falling out" I quote him from earlier.
"Haha, where's the fun in that" he mumbles as he bends down to pick his things up from the floor.

I bend down to help him as I giggle. Just as we are almost done picking everything up I hear a voice behind us. It's peter and molly.
"Oh look it's the loser year 11 that took pity on a small ugly troll" Peter Sneers, molly just stands there looking at her nails.
"Hate to break to you buddy, but you were hitting on said troll about 2 hours ago" ruel says standing up towering over peter.
I stand up and grab ruels hand.
"You know you could be popular, but your wasting your time on this boredom of girl." Molly days directed at ruel.
"I happen to think she's very cool and very popular. Lots of people like her, especially me otherwise she wouldn't be my girlfriend." Ruel days bringing me closer and throwing an arm around my shoulder.
"Now why don't you little year 10's go and have a play date at mummy and daddy's house while I go and make out with my girlfriend, yeah?" Ruel says towering over them in a demeaning way. The tension was so thick you could hear them gulp.
They quickly walk away.

"You okay?" Ruel days Turning towards me.
"yeh" I say with a blush on my cheeks.
"You think I'm cool?" I continue with a smile on my face.
"Just a little bit" he says pulling me towards him.
"The cooliest?" I almost whisper
"The cooliest." He reassures