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"You really can paint." Lee said surprised.

I just laughed as I finished a draft of our project.

"But so can you. I've seen your paintings in-" I trail off.

The reason is because I was never in her art class but because I liked her sometimes I would make an excuse to go to that class just to see. And man, the girl has some talent.

She looks at me confused. "How do you know that?"

"I, uh..." I scratch the back of my neck. "Uhm, the art, uh, teacher..." I tried to figure out a lie but couldn't so I just smiled.

"Stalker much?" she smirks.

"I'm not a stalker." I roll my eyes.

"Uh-huh. Sure." she says.

"Whatever. So what do you think we should add or remove or fix?" I ask her.

"Well, I think the iris lines should be thinner. But other than that everything's okay."

"Okay then. When are we going to start?"

"We can start today if you still have time." she tells me. "But, we need to get some supplies. I totally forgot to buy them."

***

"Don't do that. It's disgusting." Lee exclaims.

"No it's not. And if I don't do it, who will?"

"Okay I guess... How does it feel?"

"I don't know. But I'm sure you've mixed glue, water and paper in your art class so you should know."

"Yeah but you were smearing that over your own face, I mean, who does that?"

"Just help me out." I tell her.

"Okay." she grumbles.

We mixed everything then shaped it into a sphere.

"This is going to take some days to dry, until then, we can't do anything." she tells me. "I'm just going to live it here in the balcony so that it will dry faster. Let's go wash our hands... And your face."

We were washing our hands when she tells me, "Oh, and I'm done with the autobiography. Wanna read it?"

"Duh."

***

Just a meme. Brighten up your day...

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