Petty Happenings

V. (five)

After about fifteen minutes, the young woman got tired of talking and the conversation died out. It's not that she didn't like Novaleen, not at all! She was a bright girl who tried to drag words out of her. It was just the simple fact that the young woman had said more in the past twenty minutes than she had in about two month.

So, she was tired and a bit out of her comfort zone.

While the two girls was talking, the young woman noticed movement from Zayn. She wasn't sure exactly what he was doing, but she thought it was his hand. She had risked a glance previously and found out that he was drawing in a dull, yellow sketchbook. The young woman couldn't say she was surprised because the guy's apperance and attitude just breathed art. What she was curious about was what he was drawing, though she'd never have the courage to ask.

Luckily, after a few minutes of loud silence, Novaleen did it for her.

"What're you drawing?"

Zayn blinked slowly, as if waking up from a peaceful nap. He stared forward at Novaleen for a moment, flitting his eyes to the young woman, before looking at his lap with new eyes. They widened and he quickly shut the sketch book, running a nervous hand through his hair afterwards. That action stumped the typically observant woman. What part of his drawing did he have to be nervous about?

"Just doodling, really," he said quickly, his lie blatantly obvious to the young woman.

But if her female companion noticed, she didn't call it out.

"Sweet. Do you draw a lot?" Novaleen asked, every bit as kind as she had been with the young woman, but with a different edge to it--her smile was turned slightly different and she was leaning forward ever so slightly. While never really having had a crush on someone--since middle school, at least--the young woman knew what people looked like when they were interested.

Zayn nodded shyly and she noticed him brushing his fingers against the train seat. "I'm going to the music and arts school in London, have been for half'a year."

"Oh woah, how coincidental! That's where I'm transferring. Are you there for just the arts part of it?"

"No, I'm in the music classes, too." And if he could've sunk into the floor, the young woman thought he would've by now.

"Really? That's fantabulous," she replied enthusiatically.

A bubble of laughter rose from the young girl's lungs and she clamped a hand around her mouth as if she could take it back. Zayn had an amused smile on his face, too. Novaleen looked back and forth between the two and her own smile lit up.

"What? Do you two not like my word?" she asked jokingly.

"It's just...," Zayn started, struggling to find the words and silently asking the young woman for help.

"You have an amusing vocabulary," she reassured her companion, a grin still wide on her face as she shared looks with Zayn and watched Novaleen's face.

"I see how it is, Miss Fancy and Mister Artsy! My word choice doesn't fit your standard. Well, deal with it, dolls, because this is going to be a long train ride and neither of you are getting rid of me once we get off," Novaleen sassed.

Which, in turn, made the young woman giggle even more and Zayn's wide grin grow fond.

"Had I known you'd be going to school, I would've transferred, Miss Sassy Pants," their male companion teased and another round of chuckles went around, especially when Novaleen gasped loudly, dramatically clutching her throat.

"How mature! 'Miss Sassy Pants', what? Are we ten?"

"I'm ten and a half, for your information," the young woman said quietly, yet the teasing tone was still present.

"Okay then, sorry. What are we, ten and a half?"

"Obviously, Nove, that's what the girl just said!" Zayn scolded.

And the young woman was pretty sure they all mutually stopped talking because Novaleen was a little flustered Zayn had given her a nickname and Zayn was a little surprised, himself. A little let down and embarrased she acted so openly, the young woman watched the pair as they grew silent, putting in her earbuds to block out the suddenly blaringly loud crowd of people around her.

Then the sunlight was hidden behind the big, grey clouds, but not a single one of the three noticed.

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It's only been 4 days since I last updated and what do we have here? c;

I really enjoyed writing this chapter, it might just take the "favorite" place from chapter 4. Maybe, maybe.

Anywho, I hope school is going well for everyone. It's pretty laid back for me. Kbyeily.

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