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I was sitting in front of Rose and her friends, Charlotte and Myra were beside her. I kept glancing at Charlotte after hearing she liked me, not understanding why in the world she'd like me of all people. I was lanky and awkward as hell. My hair always looked wild and I had a boring face. I was average as average could get. Definitely no Kai Harris, the hottest guy in school.
"So, did you finish the essay for English?" Casey asked Myra awkwardly. She looked at him as if she was thinking 'why is this guy speaking to me?' I snickered behind my hand with Logan at her expression. Rose and Charlotte were having a hushed conversation on their own, so they weren't paying us any mind.
"Um, yeah." She said. "I always do them the day they're assigned." She scoffed as if it was public knowledge. Rose joined the conversation.
"She's really smart." She said smiling.
"No. I'm just consistent." Myra shrugged. I looked at Charlotte again and caught her staring at me. She tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled shyly. I smiled back hesitantly. I didn't want her to get the wrong idea.
Charlotte turned away from me, her eyes got wide, and she tapped on the table to get everyone's attention. "We should all hangout tonight." She said, glancing at me nonchalantly.
"I think that sounds great." Logan said smirking at Casey who was clearly nervous to be around Myra. He was such a goof. I would say he should just grow a pair and ask her out, but I couldn't talk considering I was in the same situation. A pussy, too afraid to tell the girl he liked how he felt.
"That's sounds like fun." Rose said with a huge smile on her face. I smiled too because hers was contagious. "We can get high?" She suggested to us all. Casey nodded and I just sat there, going along with whatever they decided. I hadn't really dabbled in weed, and I didn't know how I felt about it.
"We can all ride to my house after school." Myra said to everyone.
We all agreed and then the bell rang for our last class of the day. Casey, Logan, Charlotte, and I all had art together, so we obviously walked there with each other. Charlotte being a new addition to our posey.
Charlotte was walking very close to me and her hand kept brushing against mine. I grabbed the straps on my bag to prevent it from happening. She looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back.
"So, where'd you get your shirt?" She asked me. I looked down at my The Smashing Pumpkins t shirt, then back at her.
"It was my moms shirt." I said. My mom used to listen to them back in the 90's when she was a teenager and my father gave her this shirt. So, technically it was his, but I didn't know him. I just said it was hers.
"She has great taste." She smiled. Had. I wanted to correct her, but decided not to. I didn't want her to pity me and tell me she was sorry. She didn't do anything.
"Yeah." I smiled back. We made it to class and Charlotte sat in the seat beside me, while Casey and Logan sat at the table in front of us. We didn't have assigned seats, so it wouldn't be a problem, but her leg was uncomfortably close to mine. It kept brushing against my leg and I felt like she was doing it purposefully.
The teacher walked in and everyone got quiet. "Okay, today is a free day, but I want something turned in by the end of class." Everyone dispersed and grabbed their items. I got up and grabbed some charcoal and some paper. I liked to do black and white artwork. I didn't like color very much.
"You mind if I use the charcoal too?" Charlotte asked, she was looking at me with those big blue eyes of hers and I felt something tug in my stomach. Oh no. I mean I'm a guy and even if I don't like like Charlotte...I still thought she was hot. Any guy would feel something being this close to her, right?
"Y-yeah. Sure." I pushed the box towards her and we began to draw. I was drawing a man standing on the street, and I sketched the background to look like hell. Burning buildings and creatures walking around.
"Woah." Charlotte was leaning over my work and her cleavage was on full display. I looked away and cursed at myself in my head for being a perv. "How'd you draw that so fast?" She asked. I looked at the time and it had only been 15 minutes. I had learned to draw from my mom at a young age and my skills got better over the years on my own.
"I learned from the best." I smiled at her and she nodded.
"Can you teach me?" She asked me shyly. She was looking at me through her eyelashes with her head down.
"I mean...yeah." I nodded. She scooted closer and her leg was pressed up against mine. She slid her paper in front of us and held the charcoal in one hand. "What do you want to draw?" I asked her.
"How about...a tornado in a field of crops, with like a house directly in the line of the tornado?" She said looking at me.
"That's very dark, but we can make it happen." I shrugged.
"Didn't take me for the dark type?" She said looking at me smugly.
"Not really." I looked at her. I grabbed her hand with the charcoal and started helping her draw. She was looking at me with a weird look in her eyes, but she shook her head and spoke again.
"I'm friends with Rose, I have to be some kind of fucked up." She laughed.
"What do you mean by that?" I said furrowing my eyebrows at her.
"Well, Rose is fucking crazy." She shrugged. "When she first came here years ago, she was way worse. Everyone was spreading rumors about her from her old school and they travel obviously." She said with a frown making its way on her face.
"Were any of them true?" I asked letting her finish the tornado.
"Just a few." She shrugged. "But I don't judge her for them, never did. I have a past myself. You can't just erase it. You gotta live with it and you can only hope it dies down after people find out." She said honestly.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"I was there for her when nobody else was and then Myra came along and we were complete." She smiled right as she finished the tornado. She looked at me. "Some people are just meant to be in your life, and even though she makes my life hectic and has a lot of baggage...I adore her." She smiled at me and shrugged.
I couldn't agree with her more. I didn't know much about Rose and I didn't want to ask her anything that would make her be more closed off. She was a mystery.
"Look at you two lovebirds." Casey said making kiss noises at us. I groaned and looked over at Charlotte who was blushing like crazy.
