Kissing Andy.

Stubborn

I went strait to my next class, Art. I was not great at art but i took it as an option any way because i was studying at an Arts school you have to take at least 2 arts in your first year. Mine where art and music (I suck at drama).

Despite my quick exit from English i was nearly late to Art as i got lost. Finally i got there I walked in slowly and the teacher turned to me. "Is this RT02?" I asked and she nodded "Oui Cosette new girl, Take seat. Everyone say Bonjour to Cosette!" The teacher smiled.

So she was obviously french, i felt slightly glad i was not the only foreign person here. I looked around the class and scanned the room, I saw Ashley and smiled and went to the post next to him and began to put my stuff in the art easel. I looked around a bit and near the front I saw Andy, He was already drawing on his canvas, I couldn't quite make out what it was yet but he quickly turned to me and gave me a soft smile, a kind one. I furrowed my brows back at him as if to tell him to fuck off before i turned to Ashley.

"Hey, what you drawing?" I asked sweetly and he smiled "We have to do portraits of someone we think is beautiful so I am drawing Hayley Williams aha." I laughed with him and sighed "She is beautiful...Please excuse my un-expert skills in art, Im a newbie." I fake pouted and Ashley poked my rips "Your cute." I blushed and began to Draw.

What did i think was beautiful? I thought that golden Meadows were beautiful and river banks blooming with daises. But who was beautiful to me, Everyone could have a bit of beauty in them, like Dan...He was beautiful, Not as beautiful as Andy with his cutting edge chin and mellow blue eyes. Before i knew i i had started to sketch Andy.

Fuck i didn't even realize what i was doing till it was too late to stop, I decided to shade most of his face in so that he wasn't as recognizable, I drew him to his arms were covered so you could not see his ripe jet tatoo's Ashley looked over "That's great but i can still tell it looks like Andy, try to shad more or his cheek bones."

"Oh my god shut the fuck up is it that obvious!" I gasped giggling lightly and Ashley just nodded "He is beautiful though, and that's coming from a strait guy. His so mysterious though he never talks to any one really..."

"He spoke to me." I replied focusing on my drawing.

Ashley gasped and looked at me "What? When? What did he say?" Ashley put his face really close to mine, "Its not a big deal, His a bit of an ass hole really." I sighed and then Ashley shrugged and we stopped talking, In reality it wasn't a big deal but inside it felt like one, My insides did little flips when we spoke and i felt like i was on fire with anger and something else but i couldn't quite put my finger on it, Lust perhaps? I looked over at what Andy was drawing, So far he had only drawn a pair of plump open woman's lips exhaling smoke, There where crinkles next to her smile, Each crack in her lips visible. Just a canvas with a peachy pair of lips, It was pretty amazing, Andy could defiantly draw.I smiled at his art and thought of the lucky girl he was drawing, The girl he thought was beautiful. He finished the crinkles and put his brush down and the teacher came over, Unlike how he had spoken to all the other teachers (Rudely and cocky) He spoke to the Art teacher like such a lovely man, with crisp clear angelic words. "Miss, I have finished. Is it okay?" The teacher put her hand high on his back and patted it like a mother would.

"Andy its magnificant, oui. But where are the eyes, Hair, Body? eh? Pourquoi avez-vous seulement fait de belles lèvres?" She asked Andy, Despite half of her words being in french Andy listened and replied imedietley with such care and love in his voice.

"Oui Ma'im, I dont see much need to draw her face, When her lips are all i could think about, Her lips hold the true beauty. Ses lèvres sont les rivières de Paris, si belle et nettes sur leur propre." Andy spoke back so freely, I never knew he knew french but the way he spoke the unknown words i felt at ease. I also felt jelous, i wonder who this girl was, with lips so amazing that he would paint. I wished i could be so beautiful that boys painted my lips and spoke about them in french, i wanted Andy to paint my lips and speak about them in french.