"Hey, I'm Yin-" she said to me. I looked up to see a kind girl reaching her hand out to me. Her hair stood out most on the bus. It's a shining white with strands of silver in it. her eyes on the other hand are a dark, deep black, they stare right into my soul. I looked down back at my sketchbook, now knowing exactly what to draw. "-could I sit here?" I move over so she can sit down.
this is the sketch,
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I didn't show her it, but I think she saw it anyways.
I stepped off the bus and walked towards the huge building. "Hey, wait up!" I hear from behind me. It was that girl from the bus. I think her name was Yin or Yiny. I heard that boy call her 'Yiny', but he might just be her boyfriend. I turned around as she caught up, she had a scared look on her face as she fell towards me. her face got closer and closer. Next thing I knew I was laying on the ground, my back aching from the slam on the ground. I look into her eyes, their dark and deep. I stare closer and closer, trying to find the end. Her hair feels like feathers as it drapes over my shoulders. "U-uh..." she began to say. "...S-sorry." she says as she pushes herself off me. I blushed slightly. I trying to hide it, but that didn't work very well since I'm as pail white as Yin's hair. "So, what's up?" I ask picking up my bag and brushing off the dirt and tiny bits of concrete. "Uh... I never got your name." she says, blushing intensely. "Yang." I say looking into her eyes once more. I don't know what about those eyes, they keep pulling me in but they're just so beautiful.
