"i saw them". he whispered. "no you didn't". i said back nervously. "i really did". he laughed. "you did not"! i said. "don't worry about it, they're pretty". going to school with the cutest boy in the grade isnt easy, he doesn't notice you, and there's no way to him. except, for when you end up in a contemporary sex ed art class with him. he's more than just an artist though. #1 fanficfriday